Quotes About Struggle

We are entirely enclosed in our time and institutions, we can fight against it only with it, indirectly, from the inside.

With the cogito begins the struggle between consciousnesses in which, as Hegel says, each one seeks the death of the other. For this battle to even begin, for each consciousness to even suspect the external presences that it negates, they must have a common ground and they must remember their peaceful coexistence in the world of childhood.

My possession of my own time is always deferred until the moment when I fully understand myself, but that moment can never arrive...in short, I am never at one with myself.

We see reappearing in the revolution the very struggles it was meant to move beyond.

For us a noncommunist left is this double position, posing social problems in terms of struggle and refusing the dictatorship of the proletariat.

Consciousness is not a good judge of what we are doing since we are involved in the struggle of history and in this we achieve more, less, or something else than we thought we were doing.

My life in Brooklyn was in constant danger because of my bad health.

I think it is unnatural to think that there is such a thing as a blue-sky, white-clouded happy childhood for anybody. Childhood is a very, very tricky business of surviving it. Because if one thing goes wrong or anything goes wrong, and usually something goes wrong, then you are compromised as a human being. You're going to trip over that for a good part of your life.

La consigna para todo peronista, esté aislado o dentro de una organización, es contestar a una acción violenta con otra más violenta. Y cuando uno de los nuestros caiga, caerán cinco de los de ellos. […] Que

Everyone needs help. That's the human condition.

The right to revolt has sources deep in our history.

What a privilege and opportunity it is to utterly come to the end of one's hope-not only to run out of answers, but to run out of questions. To be beyond fighting, to come to that suspended animation where we are so confused and so weak that we can neither fight or run. When you come to the end of yourself, you find the beginning of God. And there and nowhere else, you find the answers you seek. You find fulfillment for the longings of your soul.

Everyone's broken, one way or another.

Love in an animal sense is an illness, but a necessity which one has to overcome.

There is in the human race some dark spirit of recalcitrance, always pulling us in the direction contrary to that in which we are reasonably expected to go.

No fine work can be done without concentration and self-sacrifice and toil and doubt.

First, the weather got hotter every day, and the hay press broke down every day. Second, the boss fell in love with Marian Wray, and the hay press broke down every day. Third, inside of forty-eight hours everybody on that crew hated everybody else, and the hay press broke down every day. Fourth, and most important of all, the hay press broke down every day.

If it doesn't make callouses on a girl's hands it will make them on her heart. I've been waiting all my life for a chance, and the chance has never come." Something flared in her.

There is a use for fighting men, isn't there?" she brooded. "Use for 'em?" laughed Corson. "Why, lady, how come we to be sitting here? Because gents have fought to put us here! How come this is part of God's country? Because a lot of folks buckled on guns to make it that! Use

I don't know if great times make great men, but I know they can kill them.

They say great times make great men. I don't buy it. I saw a lot of weakness, a lot of filth. People who should have risen to the challenge and either couldn't or wouldn't. Greed, fear, stupidity and hate. I saw it before the war, I see it today. [...] I don't know if great times make great men, but I know they can kill them.

This is the only time for high ideals because those ideals are all that we have. We aren't just fighting for our physical survival, but for the survival of our civilization. We don't have the luxury of old-world pillars. We don't have a common heritage, we don't have a millennia of history. All we have are the dreams and promises that bind us together. All we have...is what we want to be.

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With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.