Quotes About Struggle

Why does man insist on trying to make his Utopia in the midst of a battleground?

garden. I have been defeated,

Was there a missing component in all human beings? The rural masses seeking the metropolis; the urban young fleeing to the woods. Women pretending to be men; men becoming more like women; everyone aping divinity in his desperation to escape creaturehood?

God, sir,' John couldn't help but add, 'after all we've been through since 2020, it's miraculous that people even dare to wake up every day!

But if you dig yourself into a hole early on, you will face an uphill battle from that point forward.

of the most cruel class struggle" in higher education over "the question who will be master." Reflecting the confidence of the cells, the conference resolution boasted that current events proved the communist student body was the only base on which the state could rely in restructuring the higher school. The student cells demanded the right to help determine all party policies affecting "school construction."60 With

I am hurt, but I am not slain; I'll lay me down and bleed a-while, And then I'll rise and fight again!

Party conferences can be such fun. They resemble a nest of cuckoos. Sit back and enjoy watching everyone trying to push the others out. The

these days there was little room left in Hal's life for his younger brother, and Charlie felt—what did he feel, deep down, when he allowed himself to be honest? Angry, stinking bloody one-bottle-a-time furious—not with Hal, of course, but with life. It hadn't worked out for him, and he didn't understand why.

As a Gurs inmate remarked to an American consul: "To you, we are just numbers. To us, you are the god who has the right to open the gates of the promised land or keep shut that door and condemn us to despair.

To be known for one's saddest story is not the road to notoriety anyone would willingly choose.

Something rises in me so hard I think it will lift me off the ground and ram me into the side of the house.

As you grasp for the next rung, remember that ultimately it doesn't matter if you rise or fall. The only thing that was ever meant to satisfy you is God.

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deep lines cut by trauma provide access to depths that are otherwise unreachable. In such instances, nourishment follows trauma to new places. We wish things could be otherwise … easier. But we have little choice when illumination shines through injury.

Black bodies have been killed and progress has been stalled to provide white comfort.

To not try, to give up on the possibility that we can make a difference, can make the difference, is to give up on our past, on our complicated, difficult, but victorious past. Donald Trump is not our final, or ultimate, problem. The problem is, instead, allowing hopelessness to steal our joyful triumph before we work hard enough to achieve it.

Beloved, to be black in America is to live in terror. That terror is fast. It is glimpsed in cops giving chase to black men and shooting them in their backs without cause. Or the terror is slow. It chips like lead paint on a tenement wall, or flows like contaminated water through corroded pipes that poison black bodies. It is slow like genocide inside prison walls where folk who should not be there perish.

Beloved, there is something black folk fear, whether you can see it or not, whether some of us black folk will say it or not. Our fear is that you believe, that you insist—finally, tragically, without hesitation, with violent repercussions in tow—that, in all sorts of ways, we are still your nigger. It

a videotape recording of a black man going down under the withering attack of four white police couldn't convince you of the evil of your system, then nothing could.

O! save us, we pray thee, thou God of Heaven and of earth, from the devouring hands of the white Christians!!! . . . The whites have murder'd us, O God! . . . We believe that, for thy glory's sake, Thou wilt deliver us; But that thou may'st effect these things, Thy glory must be sought. —David Walker

Obama had always to field demands from some blacks to be blacker, and the wish of many whites to whitewash the story of American race and politics.

The black church is quite literally a sounding board for vetting ideas and voicing frustrations so black folk can stay sane in the midst of America's denial of black humanity.

we must reckon with the plague of police brutality and how it has ravaged Black communities for three centuries. The cops remain in large part violent enforcers of white supremacy.