Quotes About Struggle

In general, I'm rubbish in heels. I love them, and I own a lot because it's like being in a sweet shop: they're pretty. But I'm not good in them. I don't walk nicely in heels.

For the first six years of my career, I was relegated to those girl-next-door, sweet, cheerleader kind of roles, and it was really frustrating for me because you don't have to do much acting.

I remember on 'Jug Face' working with Chad Crawford Kinkle, who is as sweet as they come. He told me someone had given him advice that if you're making a drama, you basically need to put your main protagonist through living hell in every scene, and then you'll have a successful film. He laughed it off until watching me every day!

It's hard to get to the right position, to be somebody who is commercially successful and critically acclaimed. That's the sweet spot.

The squared circle's no pretty place to be, and there's nothin' sweet about it.

The poorest people are the sweetest people.

Deep down, I reckon the sweetest moment will come when it's finally all over. When, at last, I know that I can stop fighting. Of course it'll also be a little sad. The sweetest moments, y'know, always come with just a little sadness.

Millions of Americans are struggling to pay their mortgages. They have a right to know whether members of Congress receive sweetheart deals in order to pay for theirs.

I'm a man with many defects. I love. I sing. I dream. I was born in the poor countryside. I was raised in the countryside, planting corn and selling sweets made by my grandmother. My children, my two daughters are with me and I want a better world for my grandchildren, for your grandchildren.

There are some disheartening days where I don't get to eat my favourite sweets, but my diet has to be followed.

The rich swell up with pride, the poor from hunger.

The ground swell is what's going to sink you as well as being what buoys you up. These are cliches also, of course, and I'm sometimes interested in how much one can get away with.

When I was overweight, my back hurt, and my ankles would swell up. It wasn't the weight itself but the problems it brought along that bothered me.

I'm usually sick after a fight. But then the brain swelling goes down, and I'm just hungry as hell.

I damaged all the complicated bits of the brain to do with processing and emotional control. I was prey to every single emotion that swept over me and I couldn't deal with it. I had to re-learn things from scratch.

I'd had episodes before, but I swept them under the carpet. This time, I couldn't do that because everyone knew. I got on with the hard work of getting better and haven't had a blip in almost 10 years.

Getting swept is hard.

That's the food chain that cricket is sometimes. You have to be at the top of it otherwise you get swept away and eaten up.

Democracy is rarely easy, nor swift.

Mortals grow swiftly in misfortune.

I would like to be the chronicler of something that I think is going down the drain very swiftly, and that is small-town, middle-class southern life.

When you have to cope with a lot of problems, you're either going to sink or you're going to swim.

I'll go for broke. Swim faster. It's not going to be easy - this whole thing was never going to be easy.

I can't swim.