Quotes About Struggle

El buit és un preu alt per sobreviure quan no voldries més que reposar i beure a petits glops la poca vida que et falta per viure. Consirós i lúcid et revoltes - contra què No pots fugir de tu mateix ni ho vols. Tota pregunta ha esdevingut inútil i ho seria també tota resposta.

No vinc d'enlloc i escric per sobreviure. Desfaig camins perquè no sé dreceres

A precari Des d'un ponent eixut, contradictori. Tot el que tinc és poc per redreçar dignament la malmesa singladura. Tampoc no em sobra temps. I, això no obstant, els versos pel seu compte bescanvien silencis per paraules i exigeixen un alt tribut de vida. No puc, doncs, reposar ni vull fer-ho. Més m'estimo veure'm entrar lentament al recinte que jo mateix he anat configurant i seure i esperar fins que algú em cridi des d'un ponent contradictori.

Vinc d'un estiu amb massa pluges, però duc foc a l'arrell de les ungles

Rah-e-talab mein girey hote munh ke bal hum bhi Shikasta-paayi ne apni hamein sambhaal liya

We children of schizophrenics are the great secret keepers, the ones who don't want you to think that anything is wrong.

Children of the mentally ill learn early on how not to be a bother, especially if they grew up with neglect. As my sister insisted once, when she was in severe pain after injuring her ankle, 'This isn't me! This is not who I am!

I felt held hostage by her illness and by the backward mental health system that once again was incapable of helping our family in crisis.

and chicken bones for fossilized remains. A lifetime later I am building a world inside my head: I run down narrow staircases, dark halls and passageways, chased by the fear of forgetting. Inside a room is a diorama from deep time, when dinosaurs ruled the earth. In 1969, the year our mother's younger cousin, Philip, shipped out for Vietnam, and our father stopped sending us child support, I turned ten years

If not, you'll just keep falling into holes until you can grasp the gift cosmos keeps on trying to give you.

An interviewer once asked me if I could sum up everything I know about psychology in ten words or less. I said, "Hell, I can do it in two words: People cope.

If you see someone struggling with sadness, anxiety, and negativity, listen to his story. You'll soon see he's living in a world where all he sees are things to blame because he lives without positive meanings for what happened to him. Then only cure is to restore the sense that there is a good reason for everything that happens.

Creative freedom is an imperative for me, but it doesn't really exist in a Hollywood game.

We all struggle with our failure to communicate and our failure to reach beyond fear to love people.

La vida pasa volando. Y si encuentras el amor, luchas por él.

I hurtled myself against it before realizing I had to press down the latch.

I really did not feel okay about any of this, and there was really nothing I could do about any of it.

Life is just this way, broken, and I am crazy to hope for something else.

I was going to die and it was taking forever.

Two plus three is five, check the email, one plus seven is, check the email, eight, check the email, which comes to a total of, who the hell am I anyway, eighty five. This is how he dismembers his day, in the most painful way, moment by moment. A bigger man would just shoot it, put it out of its misery.

A howl was curdling inside me; the ache felt inhuman. Or maybe this was my first human feeling.

She was a very beautiful person who was missing something very ugly. Her winnings were the absence of something, and this quality hung around her.

People love to make life harder than it has to be.

It had not occurred to me that it would get this bad, that indignity would dance upon bloodshed.