Quotes About Struggle

My bulimia was my addiction. Hurting myself was my addiction... The music is what saved me. That's the only thing I can trust.

A lot of songs are empowering because everybody who has been through a hard time in a relationship or in their lives can relate to it.

Sometimes darkness rode him like a harpy, but still. Funny. My Lord, he was funny. Even when his life was ricocheting from city to wife to book to tragedy—of which there were more than a few—he remained one of the funniest men I ever knew.

Pat had a turbulent personality, a complex mixture of joy and despair, but through it all, great love.

handing me the fare. "Hardly any food in your cupboards, and what's there is only fit for birds and rabbits." My stomach grumbled as if in agreement. I took a bite, closed my eyes, and savored the

When the Communist Army took over China

The Proletarian Cultural Revolution, ushered in with so much fanfare and promise for the Chinese masses, had not really changed their lives or given them new opportunities for development. The Chinese people continued to struggle against poverty, shortages, and lack of choice. The Cultural Revolution had merely created a new set of circumstances to which at least the young workers were adjusting with cynicism and audacity.

The thought of suicide is a great consolation: by means of it one gets through many a dark night.

man's inherent state of being is one of anxiety and hopelessness.

When something goes wrong, such as failing an exam to qualify as a doctor, a person may seem to be despairing over something that has been lost. But on closer inspection, according to Kierkegaard, it becomes obvious that the man is not really despairing of the thing (failing an exam) but of himself. The self that failed to achieve a goal has become intolerable. The man wanted to become a different self (a doctor), but he is now stuck with a failed self and in despair.

i was a prisoner of events

In my lifetime, I've discovered a great many incredibly talented individuals. Some have achieved stardom. Simultaneously, I've seen many dreams shattered, egos destroyed and lives changed forever. The end destination may well be fame and fortune, but the road to stardom is littered with broken hearts.

I think life is full of challenges and problems. I don't believe that anyone is perfect. We all make mistakes. It's not a bed of roses, and you have to work real hard at it.

Mit unserer Psyche stimmt etwas nicht, wenn wir glauben, wir müssten uns selbst mit dem Backen von Petit Fours abquälen.

Kierkegaard was a Christian, though he hated the Danish Church and couldn't accept the way complacent Christians around him behaved. For him, religion was a heart-wrenching option, not a cosy excuse for a song in church.

I need to be frightened of things. I hate it, but I must need it, because it's what I do.

when confidence is undermined or ruptured, it can be difficult to do the simplest things, or to take any enjoyment even in trying.

Mon père, secrètement, devait étouffer dans sa vie mais il manquait du courage d'une vraie révolte. La petite fille que j'étais sera la seule victime de sa lamentable rébellion.

no matter how much Theo achieves and acquires and out-dazzles everyone else, she never seems content. She's taught you that people who shine more lavishly that everyone else seem to be penalized by discontent, as if they're being punished for craving a brighter life. I've been knocked down so many times I can't remember the number plates, she said once.

He] starts to talk and stops, feeling his way, as if it's all clogged up rusty inside.

Dar a inceput sa te plictiseasca traiul in mijlocul panzei de fantezii pe care ai tesut-o de-a lungul timpului. Caci un barbat adevarat s-a prins in ea si a inceput sa traga de firele ei de matase.

You can get the clothes into the washing machine. You can get them out. You can arrange them over the radiators to dry. You can collect the dried clothes and put them in a heap ready for sorting. But you cannot, cannot, get the clothes back into their cupboards and drawers. Until that pile at the end of the bed becomes a volcano of frustration and accusation and despair; ever growing, ever depleting you.

In the name of peace They waged the wars Ain't they got no shame

Nothing is easy to the unwilling.