Quotes About Struggle

People find it difficult to call Lars' movies feminist. But they're humanist movies because they show a woman going through life and being in really awful situations and going through hell, especially in films like 'Dogville' or 'Breaking the Waves,' but they stand their ground and they stay who they are, and I think that's empowering for anyone.

Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning. I was much further out than you thought, and not waving but drowning. I was much too far out all my life, And not waving but drowning.

There's a stage where you're desperate to get a job, and you're waving your hands in a sea of nothingness, going, 'Please, please, please! I'm over here - give me a job!'

I took all my wax studies and threw them in the fire... that's the way it is when something unpleasant happens to me. I take my hammer and I squash a figure.

The way to crush the bourgeoisie is to grind them between the millstones of taxation and inflation.

The first step on the way to victory is to recognize the enemy.

I am like the sick sheep that strays from the rest of the flock. Unless the Good Shepherd takes me on His shoulders and carries me back to His fold, my steps will falter, and in the very effort of rising, my feet will give way.

No one is perfect in this world, and we all have our battles, but it's the way we get back on our feet and turn it around that really counts.

Sure, we've had our fair share of ups and downs, but I don't know if we've had more than any other rock band... we just have a way of getting ourselves into hot water.

The way through the world is more difficult to find than the way beyond it.

I was living an extremely burdensome life, because every time I prayed, I became more clearly aware of my faults. On the one hand, God was calling me. On the other, I was following the way of the world. Doing what God wanted made me happy; but I felt bound by the things of this world.

It is always consoling to think of suicide: in that way one gets through many a bad night.

We struggle with eating healthily, obesity, and access to good nutrition for everyone. But we have a great opportunity to get on the right side of this battle by beginning to think differently about the way that we eat and the way that we approach food.

Most of me was glad when my mother died. She was a handful, but not in a cute, festive way. More in a life-threatening way, that had caused me a long time ago to give up all hope of ever feeling good about having had her as a mother.

There have been some ups and downs. I've not always had it my own way. That's the way racing is supposed to be.

Sometimes I understand how Bruce Wayne feels. When you take down a terrorist or something, there's always six guys to take their place. Everyone is Hydra. But you still have to do it.

I am always going to struggle. Nine times out of 10 I am fine, but then I have days when I want to stay in bed. They are shorter periods, and not as bad as they used to be. If I can spend a day in bed and I can get Wayne to take the kids, I let myself do it. I only allow myself a day and then the next day I feel so much better.

I don't like the clean-shaven boy with the necktie and the good job. I like desperate men, men with broken teeth and broken minds and broken ways. They interest me. They are full of surprises and explosions.

Some people are contriving ways and means of making us collapse.

As I often say, we have come a long way from the days of slavery, but in 2014, discrimination and inequality still saturate our society in modern ways. Though racism may be less blatant now in many cases, its existence is undeniable.

All of us have ways in which we mask and cover our pain.

There are two ways to go when you hit that crossroads in your life: There is the bad way, when you sort of give up, and then there is the really hard way, when you fight back. I went the hard way and came out of it okay. Now, I'm sitting here and doing great.

Oh, my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways, And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low, I'm at home and at ease on a track that I know not, And restless and lost on a road that I know.

Bedouin ways were hard even for those brought up to them, and for strangers, terrible: a death in life.