Quotes About Struggle

pressed into the gravel, pressed into the dirt, pressing against each other in an effort to make the minutes stop—

People fall down and stay down

but you still can't get beyond your skin

and they're trying to drive you into the ground, to see if anything walks away.

You go to work the next day pretending nothing happened. Your co-workers ask if everything's okay and you tell them you're just tired. And you're trying to smile. And they're trying to smile.

I couldn't make you love me and I'm tired of pulling your teeth.

There is rarely any joy in a frictionless space, so find your inner viscosity.

as if he's trying to tell you that there is some sort of shining star now buried deep inside you and he has to dig it out with a knife.

but will you let me kiss your neck, baby? Do I have to tie your arms down? Do I have to stick my tongue in your mouth like the hand of a thief, like a burglary like it's just another petty theft? It makes me tired, Henry. Do you see what I mean? Do you see what I'm getting at?

And you feel like you've done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you're tired.

his skin barely keeping him inside.

you know that a boy who likes boys is a dead boy, unless he keeps his mouth shut, which is what you didn't do

The machine of the world- if you don't grab on, you begin to tremble. And if you do grab on, then everything trembles.

We can do anything. It's not because our hearts are large, they're not, it's what we struggle with

I put on my best shirt because the painting looked so bad. Color bleeds, so make it work for you. Gravity pulls, so make it work for you. Rubbing your feet at night or clutching your stomach in the morning. It was illegible - no single line of sight, too many angles of approach, smoke in the distance. It made no sense. When you have nothing to say, set something on fire. A blurry landscape is useless.

Some day this war is going to end...

That was the moment when I understood more clearly than ever before that the liberation struggle was not so much about liberating blacks from bondage, it was about liberating white people from fear.

The philosopher king said, "Everything stinks sometimes. Some of it can't be explained.

Much had happened to Churchill in the interval between these two speeches. In January 1895 his father, Lord Randolph Churchill, died at the age of forty-five from a degenerative illness, possibly syphilis,

The sound of sporadic gunfire echoing through the narrow streets of Dublin

We get into fights or lust for imperial dominion over another nation for reasons of pride.

I discovered that being someone you are not is often easier than living with the person you are.

Ils ont refusé de me laisser être juste un hockeyeur. Pour eux, je serais toujours un indien.

Beggary. It's not the sole