Quotes About Struggle

The process of history is combustion.

Toda enfermedad puede llamarse enfermedad del alma.

Alles ist gut, nur nicht überall; nur nicht immer, nur nicht für alle.

Not a movie to take your children to, nothing to show your ma: the little gougings, the wreck of the way they lived.

somebody/ anybody sing a black girl's song bring her out to know herself to know you but sing her rhythms carin/ struggle/ hard times sing her song of life she's been dead so long closed in silence so long she doesn't know the sound of her own voice her infinite beauty she's half-notes scattered without rhythm/ no tune sing her sighs sing the song of her possibilities sing a righteous gospel let her be born let her be born & handled warmly.

Ever since I realized there waz someone callt/ a colored girl an evil woman a bitch or a nag/ i been tryin not to be that & leave bitterness/ in somebody else's cup...

And this is for Colored girls who have considered suicide, but are moving to the ends of their own rainbows.

i usedta live in the world really be in the world free & sweet talkin good mornin & thank-you & nice day uh huh i cant now i cant be nice to nobody nice is such a rip-off regular beauty & a smile in the street is just a set-up

i am really colored & really sad sometimes & you hurt me more than i ever danced outta/ i am ready to die like a lily in the desert/ & i cdnt let you in on it cuz i didnt know/ here is what i have/ poems/ big thighs/ lil tits/ & so much love/ will you take it from me this one time/ please this is for you

The slaves who were ourselves had known terror intimately, confused sunrise with pain, & accepted indifference as kindness.

Being alive and being a woman is all I got but being colored is a metaphysical dilemma I haven't conquered yet

Allí donde la vida se configura como una perpetua lucha por la obtención de dinero, el hombre acaba, de facto, transformado en un bien más del sistema de la propiedad

I have tried my best to keep my country alive by writing about it.

There are moments in one's life when everything one considers to be a win is for all practical purposes a loss.

favorite Norwegian novel, Giants in the Earth.

The road to self-belief is potholed.

Love and business and family and religion and art and patriotism are nothing but shadows of words when a man's starving!

There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl.

If a person has lived through war, poverty and love, he has lived a full life

He had never understood what was wrong and what was right, good and bad, what he wanted and did not want; he had never been able to solve the knotted snarl of his life because of the very complexity of that snarl, because of his indecision, because of the double responsibility he felt, and when, finally he had become man enough to solve it, it was too late, and too many forces had been set in motion.

Tired of these endless games, Time to end the darkened day To raise the sword To kill the light Because there is no reason left to fight...

Kafam cam k?r?klar?yla dolu doktor. Bu nedenle beynimin her hareketinde dü?üncelerim ac?yor anl?yor musun?

Bir silgi gibi tükendim ben Ba?kalar?n?n yapt?klar?n? silmeye çal??t?m Mürekkeple yazm??lar oysa.. Ben kur?unkalem silgisiydim Azald???mla kald?m..

Herkes geçer diyor.Geçer mi olric? Herkes ne bilir ac?m?.Herkes ne bilsin ac?m?z?.Ya?ar gibi yapmaktan,özlemez gibi yapmaktan iyiymi? gibi yapmaktan..Nefes al?p onu içimde tutmaktan o nefeste bo?ulmaktan s?k?ld?m.Ki nefessizlikten de?il nefesten bo?ulmakt?r marifetimiz Olric. -Evet efendimiz -Bana kat?ld???n? bilmek güzel.Arada ses vermen güzel.?çimin sesi de olmasa ölürüm yaln?zl?ktan...