Quotes About Struggle

So shaken as we are, so wan with care.

The time is out of joint; O cursed spite,That ever I was born to set it right!

William Shakespeare

Hysterica passio! down, thou climbing sorrow!Thy element's below.

Answer me in one word.

I am almost out at heels.

They'll give him death by inches.

As she would catch another AntonyIn her strong toil of grace.

For honor travels in a strait so narrowWhere one but goes abreast.

I am amaz'd, methinks, and lose my wayAmong the thorns and dangers of this world.

I have had my labor for my travail.

A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife.

Hath his bellyful of fighting.

I am Thane of Cawdor:If good, why do I yield to that suggestionWhose horrid image doth unfix my hairAnd make my seated heart knock at my ribs,Against the use of nature? Present fearsAre less than horrible imaginings.

O! the fierce wretchedness that glory brings us.

Now, infidel, I have thee on the hip.

We have seen better days.

The lowest and most dejected thing of fortune.

William Shakespeare

Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry.

This weak piping time of peace.

William Shakespeare

A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry; But were we burdened with like weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain.

And many strokes, though with a little axe, Hew down and fell the hardest-timbered oak.