Quotes About Struggle

The Risorgimento hymn returned to his mind and with it the recognition of all that Italy had once been and which, even now, amid the decadence and carelessness, still remained tragically magnificent.

For the working man there is no abyss...that's why he jumps.

Come doveva essere bello il mondo", quando la vita non era come ora ridicola, ma tragica e si moriva, e si uccideva, e si odiava, e di amava sul serio, e si versavano vere lacrime per vere sciagure, e tutti gli uomini erano fatti di carne ed ossa e attaccati alla realtà come alberi alla terra.

I gave up the unequal struggle against what appeared to be in my fate, indeed, I welcomed it with more affection. As one embraces a foe one can't defeat and I felt liberated.

Because the world to-day is so constructed that no one can do what he would like to do, and he is forced, instead, to do what others wish him to do. Because the question of money always intrudes—into what we do, into what we are, into what we wish to become, into our work, into our highest aspirations, even into our relations with the people we love!

The dark realization came to him that a difficult and miserable age had begun for him, and he couldn't imagine when it would end. [Puberty]

De la misma forma que una barra de hierro sometida a una llamapersistente se ablanda y dobla, sentía entonces que el metal de mi ánimo era gradualmenteablandado y doblado por las angustias que lo oprimían.

graba nu scurteaz? drumul, ci îl face doar mai obositor.

Es ist uns nicht erlaubt uns fortzustehlen, mag uns ein Gott, mag uns ein Teufel quälen.

Women have been called queens for a long time, but the kingdom given them isn

Resolve to take fate by the throat and shake a living out of her.

A million million spermatozoa, All of them alive: Out of their cataclysm but one poor Noah Dare hope to survive.

Almost all of us long for peace and freedom; but very few of us have much enthusiasm for the thoughts, feelings, and actions that make for peace and freedom.

Men make use of their illnesses at least as much as they are made use of by them.

Perhaps it's good for one to suffer. Can an artist do anything if he's happy? Would he ever want to do anything? What is art, after all, but a protest against the horrible inclemency of life?

Art is one of the means whereby man seeks to redeem a life which is experienced as chaotic, senseless, and largely evil.

I am I, and I wish I weren't.

I've written this to keep from crying. But I am crying, only the tears won't come.

An unchangeable colour rules over the melancholic: his dwelling is a space the colour of mourning. Nothing happens in it. No one intrudes. It is a bare stage where the inert I is assisted by the I suffering from that inertia. The latter wishes to free the former, but all efforts fail, as Theseus would have failed had he been not only himself but also the Minotaur; to kill him then, he would have had to kill himself

Ella es una prueba más de que la libertad absoluta de la criatura humana es horrible.

Tengo miedo y no puedo vivir en este mundo y lo quiero, claro que lo quiero, pero no sé cómo se hace.

te remuerden los días te culpan las noches te duele la vida tanto tanto desesperada, ¿adónde vas? desesperada ¡nada más!

no te da miedo la locura? —¡Por favor! Es lo único maravilloso en esta sucia vida de mierda.

Nada más peligroso, cuando se necesita ayuda, que recibir ayuda.