Quotes About Struggle

Bad Things Happen… But Then Good Things Happen

He'd survived, his mind strong. Others...others were broken. The healing process was going to be a long one, but Judd had pledged himself to it That thought in mind, he headed to his room to wash up before going to Brenna. Not seeing her wasn't an option...

A vow of celibacy was easy to hold when there was no temptation.

year by year, I see more and more darkness creep into their world. They're slowly going beyond cold, to a place that makes me scared for the Psy race as a whole.

I didn't almost kill myself when I went 'caveman,'" he said, his kiss hard and hot and possessive, all of it spiced with molten anger. "I didn't make you watch as I did my best to cause myself mortal harm.

Life had been hard on him, but he was still moving, and he was still working, and he was still fighting for those who couldn't fight for themselves.

I was not…formed correctly. Part of me is damaged and may one day shatter. When it does, I ask that you execute me cleanly rather than allow me to erode from the inside out

We're all a little broken." Quiet. Potent. "No one goes through life with a whole heart.

This isn't your redemption Noah," she said, her eyes so passionate with emotion that they seemed to glow.

God, it was hard to think when the force of his personality was smashing against her senses.

I want to mutilate and torture every person on the planet who in any way supported Santano or Tatiana, break them until they beg and crawl. Then I want to tell them it'll never end.

We're all a little broken." Quiet. Potent. "No one goes through life with a whole heart.

As Zie Zen's ashes flew on the wind, so did the time of those who had been born in freedom, caged in Silence, only to see it fall. Now . . . now it was the time of those who had been born in Silence, fought for freedom.

had made her see that there was hope for many of her squadmates, hope for a life beyond the regimented existence of an Arrow. Those like Zaira could stand sentinel against the darkness so others could be free to grab at life.

We are all scarred by life. And mortals die where angels recover.

The song he sang was about a sparrow with a broken wing, and it fucking tore Abe's heart right out of his chest, left it bleeding on the floor.

Let go of my waist," she muttered to Abe at the same time. "Make me," said the man holding her prisoner.

No one could travel a hard road all alone.

I never saw her down, you know? But those last two times, it was like she was . . . fading. As if someone was stealing her spirit.

These Bellamy men, when they love, they go all in. And my poor Gregory, he couldn't survive losing his baby girl. It was the helplessness that got to him—not being able to fight her dragons for her, slay them.

Fisting a hand in his hair, she said, "Fight it. Stay my Raphael." Cold immortal eyes. "No matter who or what I become, I will always be yours.

There were very few things he'd ever truly hungered for in life, and he'd never been given any of them. He'd claimed each through sheer, unrelenting will and the grim refusal to surrender.

My father used to say I was useless, that I'd never make anything of myself. Now every day someone finds a way to tell me I'm brilliant." "Does that cause mental dissonance?" "If you mean confusion, then no. It's just...it's strange. Like the me that people know is skin suit that I wear for the rest of the world.

What are gods for, then, if they let things like this to happen to their people?