Quotes About Struggle

A part of us stayed like that: fearful of the world around us, and-no matter how much we despised ourselves for it-unable quite to let each other go.

Its was one of those events which at a crucial stage in one's development arrive to challenge and stretch one to the limit of one's ability and beyond, so that thereafter one has a new standard by which to judge oneself.

It was like being given a maths problem when your brain's exhausted, and you know there's some far-off solution, but you can't work up the energy even to give it a go. Something in me just gave up.

They fought as though the most important thing was to damage each other as much as possible.

How can old wounds heal while maggots linger so richly?

Our generation still carry the old feelings. A part of us refuses to let go. The part that wants to keep believing there's something unreachable inside each of us. Something that's unique and won't transfer. But there's nothing like that, we know that now. You know that. For people our age it's a hard one to let go.

I remember a huge tiredness coming over me, a kind of lethargy in the face of the tangled mess before me. It was like being given a maths problem when your brain's exhausted, and you know there's some far-off solution, but you can't work up the energy even to give it a go.

At the same time, what was becoming clear to me was the extent to which humans, in their wish to escape loneliness, made maneuvers that were very complex and hard to fathom

Plenty of couples, they start off loving each other, then get tired of each other, end up hating each other. Sometimes though it goes the other way.

The fact is, of course,' I said after a while, 'I gave my best to Lord Darlington. I gave him the very best I had to give, and now – well – I find I do not have a great deal more left to give.

But however hard I tried, I believe now there would have remained something beyond my reach.

I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it's just too much. The current's too strong. They've got to let go, drift apart. That's how I think it is with us. It's a shame, Kath, because we've loved each other all our lives. But in the end, we can't stay together forever.

I remember a huge tiredness coming over me, a kind of lethargy in the face of the tangled mess before me. It was like being given a maths problem when your brain's exhausted, and you know there's some far-off solution, but you can't work up the energy even to give it a go.

Bir yerlerde bir ?rmak olduÄŸunu düÅŸünüp duruyorum. Sular? coÅŸkun bir ?rmak. Suyun içinde iki kiÅŸi var ve birbirlerine tutunmaya çal???yorlar, bütün güçleriyle uÄŸra??yorlar, ama sonunda dayanam?yorlar. Ak?nt? çok kuvvetli. Birbirlerini b?rakmak, ayr? yerlere sürüklenmek zorundalar. San?r?m bizim durumumuz da bu.

I keep thinking about this river . . . two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it's just too much. The current is too strong. They've got to let go . . . It's a shame, Kath, because we've loved each other all our lives. But, in the end, we can't stay together forever.

Because somewhere underneath, a part of us stayed like that: fearful of the world around us, and—no matter how much we despised ourselves for it—unable quite to let each other go.

Uneori sunt atât de adâncit? în singur?tate, încât dac? se întâmpl? s? dau din greseal? peste o persoan? pe care o cunosc, am un fel de È™oc È™i îmi ia ceva timp s? m? adaptez la situaÈ›ie.

What I'm saying is that we were all of us struggling to adjust to our new life, and I suppose we all did things back then we later regretted. I was really upset by Ruth's remark at the time, but it's pointless now trying to judge her or anyone else for the way they behaved during those early days at the Cottages.

No hago más que pensar en ese río de no sé qué parte, con unas aguas muy rápidas. Y en esas dos personas que están en medio de ellas, tratando de agarrarse mutuamente, aferrándose con todas sus fuerzas el uno al otro, hasta que al final ya no pueden aguantar más. La corriente es demasiado fuerte. Tienen que soltarse, y se separan, y se los lleva el agua.

Era como tener que resolver un problema de matemáticas cuando tienes la mente exhausta, y sabes que existe una solución remota pero no puedes reunir la energía suficiente para tratar de dar con ella. Algo en mí tiró la toalla.

Year after year goes by, and nothing gets better. All we do is argue and debate and procrastinate. Any decent idea is amended to ineffectuality by the time it's gone half-way through the various committees it's obliged to pass through. The few people qualified to know what's what are talked to a standstill by ignorant people all around them.

When I watched you dancing that day, I saw something else. I saw a new world coming rapidly. More scientific, efficient, yes. More cures for the old sicknesses. Very good. But a harsh, cruel world. And I saw a little girl, her eyes tightly closed, holding to her breast the old, kind world, one that she knew in her heart could not remain, and she was holding it and pleading, never to let her go.

We all know it. We're modelled from trash. Junkies, prostitutes, winos, tramps. Convicts, maybe, just so long as they aren't psychos. That's what we come from. We all know it, so why don't we say it?

One of the boys asked if the fences around the camps had been electrified, and then someone else had said how strange it must have been, living in a place like that, where you could commit suicide any time you liked just by touching a fence.