Quotes About Struggle

Battle not with monsters lest you become a monster and if you gaze into the abyss the abyss gazes into you. Friedrich Nietzsche

I turn back to the man. Back to Ben. He is mine, I think. If there is peace, he is mine. Mine to kill.

He spoke the truth. He told the rest of the fourth tale. "I can't stand it anymore!" he cried out as the fire raged around him. "I can't stand knowing that she'll go! I just want it to be over! I want it to be finished!

I can't stand it anymore!" he cried out as the fire raged around him. "I can't stand knowing that she'll go! I just want it to be over! I want it to be finished!" And

You have let your devil get away from you." He looked genuinely confused. "To what other purpose is a devil?

And a part of you wished it would just end, said the monster, even if it meant losing her. Conor nodded, barely able to speak.

I think maybe everybody falls," I say. "I think maybe we all do. And I don't think that's the asking." I pull on her arms gently to make sure she's listening. "I think the asking is whether we get back up again.

soft man who made himself a hard man by drinking whisky in the classroom

Y cómo se supone que eso me salvará a mí de ella? El monstruo se puso de pie cuan largo era, y miró a Conor desde las alturas. - No es de ella de quien necesitas salvarte.

That was Gudmund's biggest fault. That he couldn't be anyone's everything. But that he'd try anyway.

But there are harder things than being invisible, it said

I'm too busy repeatedly counting ketchup bottles and wishing I was dead, wishing I was dead, wishing I was dead, wishing I was dead.

Whereas the town knows all about you already and wants to know more and wants to beat you with what it knows till how can you ave any of yerself left at all?

When luck ain't with you, it's against you.

war only destroys. No one escapes from a war. No one. Not even the survivors. You accept things that would appal you at any other time because life has temporarily lost all meaning." "War makes monsters of men,

The answer is that it does not matter what you think , the monster said, because your mind will contradict itself a hundred times each day. You wanted her to go at the same time you were desperate for me to save her. Your mind will believe comforting lies while also knowing the painful truths that make those lies necessary. And your mind will punish you for believing both.

A monster, I think, remembering what Ben told me once. War makes monsters of men. "Wrong," says the Mayor. "It's war that makes us men in the first place. Until there's war, we are only children.

I don't think it's about making us fall. It's about how we get up again.

History ain't so important when yer just trying to survive,' I say, spitting it out under my breath. 'That's actually when it's most important.

There ain't nothing good that don't got real bad waiting to follow it.

We work so hard to get rid of them when sometimes they're the very thing that saves us.

He could feel his throat choking again and his eyes watering. It wasn't the drowning of the nightmare, though. It was simpler, clearer. Still just as hard.

I don't think your suffering is fake. I don't think these feelings about wanting it to end are fake. I don't think your self-hatred is fake. So why do you think it's fake?

Doing what's right should be easy. It shouldn't be just another big mess like everything else.