Quotes About Struggle

Trump, tenants said, tried to force them out by annoying them. He proposed to move homeless people into at least ten vacant apartments; the city declined the generous offer. Maintenance workers ignored leaky faucets and broken appliances and covered up windows of empty apartments with ratty tinfoil. A tenants' group accused Trump of harassment, but he denied all. "Let me tell you something about the rich," he said. "They have a very low threshold for pain." After

DONALD ARRIVED AT NEW York Military Academy in September of 1959, a stocky teenager bewildered by his new surroundings. An hour north of Manhattan, the school was located in tiny Cornwall-on-Hudson, on a campus with a culture so strict and unforgiving that one desperate cadet was rumored to have jumped into the Hudson River to swim to freedom.

The public has no idea that writing is a disease, and that the writer who publishes is like a beggar who exhibits his sores.

So it was that, figuratively speaking, Jews helped build the house from the foundations up, and then they were told that as Jews they were not welcome.

You can die of the cure before you die of the illness.

There is an immutable law in basketball: someone must fall for someone else to rise. Those at the top stay there only by beating down those just beneath them." 121 When Nothing Else Matters: Michael Jordan's Last Comeback

There is nothing harder than being your own rock.

I wondered if small town people became smaller in order to fit. Perhaps they had to.

It's hard to explain your passions, but sometimes it is harder to live them.

I'm not good at normal things. I can't drive a car. I couldn't read till I was 10.

We seemed to be heading toward a revolution that would not only see a battle between the haves and have-nots, but between the fundamentalists and the progressives—actually that war had already begun, and it did so long before September 11.

The greatest redemption is between the war of two evils, their very retaliation reveals their goodly nature.

As I walked down the extremely narrow hall of my not-so-mobile home, passing over the pale yellow linoleum curling up so that it no longer reached the thin blond paneling of either wall, I remembered the plush two-story brick home Susan and I had shared in North Atlanta. It was nice. Very nice. But this impoverished place and the fringe existence I was now living here felt more like home.

The darkness will always outnumber the stars.

I think the greatest taboos in America are faith and failure.

There are times when life seems like a struggle where the only reward you get for hanging on is the chance to struggle some more.

I hated what this country had become and wanted nothing more than to hold up a mirror so its citizens could see it for what it truly was, not the Land of Opportunity for which our forefathers fought and died, but as the fascist regime that served to funnel the money upward from those most in need into the pockets of those who would see them all starve in the streets, the same men who took away their livelihoods and stranded them in a city rotting beneath their very feet.

She couldn't breathe, couldn't think. Her primal instincts eliminated all extraneous functions not related to her immediate survival.

There can be no light without darkness, no calm without the storm, no peace without war. Others will come, as they always have, and it will be up to us to drive them back into the shadows so that the covenant can be renewed once more.

without struggle there can be no triumph, without suffering there can be no happiness, and without sacrifice there can be no salvation.

Oh, law! This morning I look one day older than God and a year younger than water! Last night I didn't close my eyes. At five o'clock this morning I was still awake in my bed, turning and tossing and thinking about Big D." "Dallas?" "Dying, precious—Big D is death.

A new ideological struggle has emerged between Russia and the West, not between communism and capitalism but between democracy and autocracy.

A new ideological struggle has emerged between Russia and the West, not between communism and capitalism but between democracy and autocracy. Putin also has championed a new set of populist, nationalist, conservative ideas antithetical to the liberal, international order anchored by the United States. Putinism now has admirers in Western democracies, just as communism did during the Cold War. Europe is divided again between East and West; the line has just moved farther east.

On the metro home that night, I struggled with a dilemma that would haunt me for decades. Was I an activist or an academic?