Quotes About Struggle

A time when an exhausted sky sinks deep into the earth and man in his death agony is scorned on both sides.

We are being torn apart between the avidity for knowing and the despair of having known. The goad will not renounce its sting and we our hope.

Var olan evcil domuzlar?n?za boyun e?in siz. Var olmayan tanr?lar?m?n yolundan gidece?im ben. ?nsan kalaca??z biz ba???lanmazl?k pahas?na.

On ne se bat bien que pour les causes qu'on modèle soi-même et avec lesquelles on se brûle en s'identifiant.

Sixty years of virginity tried in vain to dam the waters of instinct as they burst through the granite of good intentions,the rock of irreproachablee conduct.

He thought against Napoleon, in both senses of the word. See how fruitful resentment can be, and how it can make one

Our unending discords are the ransom of our freedom.

It sometimes so happens that people who imagine that they are fighting the devil, whatever their particular notion of the devil may be, are thus turned, without any suspicion of the fact on their part, into his best servants!

il arrive malheureusement parfois que ceux qui croient combattre le diable, quelque idée qu'ils s'en fassent d'ailleurs, se trouvent ainsi tout simplement, sans s'en douter le moins du monde, transformés en ses meilleurs serviteurs !

As a deep wound comes to the surface, things can appear worse for a time.

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and immediately all my biggest fears start running through my mind. I wonder if my fears will one day be my new reality. The fears seem so real. I struggle to shift my focus. Then slowly I realize that my fears are devoid of any love and only love is real.

We all struggle. It's just that some of us struggle out loud and some of us don't

We are here for the evolution of our soul. This evolution happens through the mangagement of both the ups and downs of physical life. Evolution is halted by pretending to be happy all the time.

Sometimes I think they are writers who do not write. That "writers write" is meant to be self-evident. People like to say it. I find it is hardly ever true. Writers drink. Writers rant. Writers phone. Writers sleep. I have met very few writers that write at all.

Niet dat ik mij niet voor alle zekerheid altijd al met een flinke dosis pessimisme gewapend heb. En wat heb ik er nu aan? Geen malle moer. Het leven is zo inconsideraat dat je net zo goed optimist kunt zijn: heb je meer plezier ook. Toch, veel samen gelukkig geweest, godverdomme. Wat een rotstreek.

Nobody has a perfect life. What you see on the screen is the best of the artist.

America was an iceberg shattered into a billion fragments, and on each stood a person, rotating like an ice floe in a storm.

She is afraid, and yet she wants the priest to see inside her and accept the monsters that wrap around the secret, pure part of her--the part she managed to save, miraculously, that so many of us have lost. she knows the monsters are there and yet wants to be seen.

The world is full of heartache," the detective said. Naomi could see the sadness he bore, too. "You got to carve out some happiness for yourself. Otherwise it will take you down.

Now when those dark times happen, I curl into a ball on my cot and make a cape with my blanket. I remind myself I am not dust, but I should be. I tell myself I am made of the same cells as life itself even if I am a mistake.

Yes, I pray and go to church and read my Bible. But sometimes I shake my fist at God. It's not the picture of peace I realize, and I certainly make no claims of wearing the armor of God. I'm lucky if I can get the underwear of decency on, all right?

remember that God uses conflict to stretch and mold us, and oftentimes he won't deliver us out of the fire. Instead, he wants us to walk through it. You can pray all you want, but sometimes, conflict is just going to happen.

I have no right to beauty. I had been condemned to masculine ugliness.

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned   W. B. Yeats 'The Second Coming