Quotes About Struggle

I wanted to cry and scream to the world that this was unfair, but I knew I had no right. Life was unfair to a lot of people. I wasn't special, and this was the fate I'd been given.

You can't," I murmured, swallowing the tears back with great effort. "You can't keep saving me, can't keep trying to. It's too late." "No," he said. His heart was in his eyes, and it was ripping mine apart. "Not for you. Never.

It won't be that simple though, will it?' She sounded wise beyond her years. 'Things are going to get worse before they get better, aren't they?

All this time…ever since I sold my soul, I've been clinging to this idea that there is something pure and decent out there. That there was something to give me hope that even if I was a lost cause, at least there was something bright and good in the world. But there isn't. If there was, Seth wouldn't have fallen. Erik wouldn't have died. Andrea Mortensen wouldn't be dying." -Georgina to Carter

Sex and battle were each dangerous in their own ways.

Sometimes the greatest tests of our strenght are situations that don´t seem so obviously dangerous. Sometimes surviving is the hardest thing of all.

Was Deirdre right about me purposely wanting relationships that were impossible?

I slept with her because she was hot and wanted me. Maybe we're dealing with the supernatural, but I'm still human.

But who am I to judge? We're all fighting our own battles, the best way we can.

No," I said softly, feeling all the energy run out of me. I was tired. So, so tired. "I don't want a war. I...I can't unleash something like that." Then, for the first time so far, Dorian spoke. "I can," he said.

Death. Starvation. Blindness. Another grim day in our village.

I lifted the lid and found a piece of bread and some water—and a rat that quickly darted off the tray. Talk about adding insult to injury.

Stop it!" he yelled, gripping my arms. "Don't you get it? You can't win!" "Then kill me!

He stared at me for several heavy seconds and then laughed—though there wasn't much humor in it. "You know what's great? You'reserious. Look at your face." He gestured, as though I actually could examine myself. "You really think it's that easy, that I can sit here and watch your happy ending. That I can watch you getting everything you want as you lead your charmed life.

I also suddenly realized that, as unlikely as it seemed, Adrian and I had a lot in common. Both of us were constantly boxed in by others' expectations. It didn't matter that people expected everything of me and nothing of him. We were still the same, both of us constantly trying to break out of the lines that others had defined for us and be our own person. Adrian Ivashkov—flippant, vampire party boy—was more like me than anyone else I knew.

Bad things are always going to happen. There's no way to avoid that. Our control comes in how we face them. Do we let them crush us, making us despondent? Do we face the unflinchingly and endure the pain? Do we outsmart them?

You make a joke out of everything. Life's too painful not to.

I tortured myself day after day with what if? questions. What if I'd been faster and stronger during the Strigoi fight? What if I hadn't told him where the Strigoi were in the first place? And what if I'd simply been able to return his love? Any of those could have kept him alive, but none of them had happened. And it was all my fault.

Oh, I thought. It's on, bitch!

You can crawl back to whatever hole you live in and fuck your landlord for rent.

No puedes salvar a todos, aunque Dios sabe que lo intentas.

I kept wanting to sit and rest, to curl up in a ball and think of nothing else. No, no, no. The light. I had to go toward the light. That almost made me laugh out loud. It was funny, really. Like I was someone having a near-death experience. Then I did laugh. This whole night had been full of near-death experiences.

The truth was, Justin wasn't sure he could handle the face of her gratitude. He'd meant it: Her anger was easier to deal with. He could stay strong against that. But a kinder, gentler Mae . . . one who was looking at him like that . . . well, that was too much. It was too great a reminder of what hung over him, that she was the woman Odin had picked out for him, one who held the key to his undoing.

Life, unfortunately, doesn't seem to care what we want. Act now while you can actually stop it from being a disaster.