Quotes About Struggle

Perhaps that was what the war was really about. Twas an entire nation of runaways, America in 1861, and your place in society depended on what you had run from and when. Perhaps General McClellan was right that the war was not really about slavery. Perhaps it was a struggle between the dreams of men who would run no more.

Go on so! I don't reckon yu' know what you're sayin'. Yu' might as well ask fruit to stay green. If the way we are now can keep bein' enough for you, it can't for me. A pleasure to you, is it? Well, to me it is—I don't know what to call it. I come to yu' and I hate it, and I come again and I hate it, and I ache and grieve all over when I go. No! You will have to think of some other way than just invitin' me to keep green

Ozzy, why do you drink so much? What's the point?' The right answer to that question was: because I'm an alcoholic; because I have an addictive personality; because whatever I do, I do it addictively. But I didn't know any of that back then.

I was fifteen when I left school. And what did I get to show for my ten years in the British education system? A piece of paper which said: John Osbourne attended Birchfield Road Secondary Modern. Signed, Mr Oldham (Headmaster) That was f**king it. Not a single qualification. Nothing. I had two career choices: manual labour or manual labour.

I wasn't exactly much fun to be around. Being with me was like falling into an abyss.

But one of the many problems with being an alcoholic is that when people tell you how bad you are when you're drunk, you're usually drunk. So you just keep getting drunk.

Even now, I have a lot of trouble understanding why Sharon stayed – or why she married me in the first place, come to think of it. I mean, she was actually afraid of me half the time. And the truth was I was afraid of me, too. Afraid of what I'd do to myself or, even worse, to someone else.

I was a free man, and I'd survived prison without being arse raped or beaten to a pulp. So how come I felt so f**king sad?

One thing I've learned about myself over the years is that I'm no good at dealing with people dying. It's not that I'm afraid of it – I know that everyone's gotta go eventually – but I can't help thinking that there are only one or two ways of being brought into this world, but there are so many f**ked-up ways of leaving it.

The music business is like any other business, y'know? When sales are going well, everything's hunky-f**king-dory. But the second something goes wrong, it's all blood and law-suits.

He [dad] always had some kind of trouble with his leg. He'd have bandages wrapped around it all the time but he'd never go and see a doctor. He'd rather have dropped dead than go to a doctor. He was terrified of them, like a lot of people his age were. And he'd never take a day off work. If he ever stayed at home feeling ill, it was time to call the undertaker.

Never in a million years did I think I'd end up making a career out of singing. I didn't think it was possible. As far as I knew, the only way I could make any dough was to go and work in a factory, like everyone else in Aston. Or rob a f**king bank.

Sharon saved my life, Sharon is my life, and I love her. And I was terrified that I was going to lose her. But as much as I wanted everything to be normal and right, I was terribly sick, physically and mentally.

I'm no good with business, me. I'm the last person to ask when it comes to contracts and dough and all that.

I was twenty now, and had given up all hope of being a singer or ever getting out of Aston. PA system or no PA system, it wasn't going to happen. I'd convinced myself that there was no point in even trying, because I was just going to fail, like I had at school, at work, and at everything else I'd ever tried. 'You ain't no good as a singer,' I told myself. 'You can't even play an instrument, so what hope d'you have?'

I've said to my kids, 'I don't want you to think I jumped away from you and clicked my heels and said bon voyage. It wasn't like that at all. It just about destroyed me.'

As for the kids, once the damage is done with a divorce, you can't ever make it right.

When I was growing up, no one ever recovered from cancer. I mean, the doc would always tell you it was survivable, but everyone knew that was just bullshit to calm you down.

The way I was boozing was a kind of suicide. It was only gonna be a matter of time.

The worse I got, the more I worried that Sharon would leave me. And the more I worried, the worse I got.

En flykting, jagad som ett djur fast kungalik. En konung över folk i bur och folk av lik.

History is an alternating series of frying pans and fires.

Idézet, "én", idézet vége, foglalta össze Esti Kornél a modern utáni irodalmi törekvéseket és azok nyomorúságát és szükségszer?ségét, majd meghalt, de nem bírt.

Egy idézet Thomas Manntól – vagy GoethétÅ'l?, minden idézet vagy Thomas Manntól, vagy GoethétÅ'l való – mutatja az irányt: Író az, akinek gondot okoz az írás.