Quotes About Struggle

There was a young woman named Fleager Who was terribly, terribly eager To be all the rage On the tragedy stage, Though her talents were pitifully meagre.

The sky has grown completely black, It's time to think of turning back. Fall down, or scream, or rush about- There is no way of getting out.

History is the long struggle of man, by exercise of his reason, to understand his environment and to act upon it. But the modern period has broadened the struggle in a revolutionary way. Man now seeks to understand, and act on, not only his environment, but himself; and this has added, so to speak, a new dimension to reason and a new dimension to history.

eating dog food at the foot of the rich man's table.

In this hard struggle I had little refreshment but from the fountains of my own soul. Had I not clung to myself, the atrocity of others had made me a demon.

Women are like parasitical plants, casting their wild tendrils from one tree to another, till, swollen into tough cordage, they strangle those they embrace, and luxuriate in their decay.

Aware that a man has no more chance with a woman, armed with the offensive and defensive weapons of tongue, tears, nails, and bamboo, than in a river with an alligator, I, for the first time in my life, acted prudently, and fled the fight.

Moses had thought that it was already a strange world that made him a slave to a white man, but God had indeed set it twirling and twisting every which way when he put black people to owning their own kind. Was God even up there attending to business anymore?

Celeste had no love for Henry either, but death had taken all his power and now she could afford a little bit of charity.

He stood there for a very long time, and the longer he stood, the more he sank. All the heart he had for living in the world began to leave him. He could feel the life running down his chest, his arms and legs, doing something for the ground that it had never been able to do for him.

It wasn't bad but he could never make a life of eating the things—God had given him a head full of good teeth, but not a one of them was sweet.

The free men in Manchester knew the tenuousness of their lives and always endeavored to be upstanding; they knew they were slaves with just another title.

I have been given credit when I should not have. And there have been times when I was denied the credit due me. But that is the fate of many a teacher, the good and the bad.

It ain't right, Celeste said. It just ain't right to go and do what they bought you for. Why make it easy?

I told you to stop, dammit! Nigger, all I wanted was for you to stop. Augustus heard him and he wanted to say that that was the biggest lie he had ever heard in his life, but he was dying and words were precious.

Calvin had said, his hands hard at his sides.

We have all been robbed of the land we have loved for a thousand years. Do you not see that, Welshman? Can you not imagine his rage? We were not even conquered. We were deceived.

But people don't fight each other in America.' Said Luke with feeling. 'What do you mean!' His father cried. 'They're always fighting in America. First they fought the English, and then they fought the Indians, and then they fought each other. They're worse than us.

de María la Sanguinaria; y cuando, al cabo de cinco tristes años, ésta murió sin haber tenido hijos, a Susan no le asombró que en Inglaterra la religión continuara siendo un tema sin resolver. Sólo

Sviatopolk tenía la impresión de que ya no podía seguir odiando, pues el odio que se había nutrido con él año tras año, impulsándolo hacia delante como un cruel jinete que hinca las espuelas en los flancos de su caballo, había acabado por agotarlo.

Patrick asked him, not for the first time, but with renewed desperation, what it would mean to be free, to live beyond the tyranny of dependency and conditioning and resentment.

Every paradise demands a serpent.

There could be no real dialogue between those who still thought that time was on their side and those who realized that they were dangling from its jaws, like Saturn's children, already half-devoured.

No, no, I just meant…' Patrick felt he was coming from too many directions at once.