Quotes About Struggle

in Israel no trauma was ever really forgotten, only displaced by new trauma so that the country's emotional life resembled one of its archaeological sites, an accumulation of disrupted layers.

Since I embraced the Gospel, with many of my brethren, I have been broken up and compelled to leave my home five times, yet we live as a people, and are as comfortable and as well off as our neighbors who do not belong to the Church; and I do not know that our enemies hate us any more than they hate each other.

Ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.

The blood will follow where the knife is driven, The flesh will quiver where the pincers tear.

Leisure is pain; takes off our chariot wheels; how heavily we drag the load of life!

Will toys amuse, when med'cines cannot cure? When spirits ebb, when life's enchanting scenes Their lustre lose, and lessen in our sight, As lands and cities, with their glittering spires, To the poor shatter'd bark by sudden storm Thrown off to sea, and soon to perish there? Will toys amuse? No: thrones will then be toys, And earth and skies seem dust upon the scale.

We had two field goals and a touchdown and they had five field goals. So ... for us, to lose to a team kicking five field goals was like --? that was an extra slap in the face. It was like, it was the Giants, No. 1. No. 2, it was our three-peat. No. 3, we fumbled with it kind of in our hands. And we got beat by five field goals. It was rough to say the least.

My dad was a preacher. My relationship, for example, with my father -- very difficult, and very painful, and it took me 50 years to wipe the face of my father off the face of God.

Pain has a way of clipping our wings and keeping us from being able to fly ... and if left unresolved for very long, you can almost forget that you were ever created to fly in the first place.

The enemy of a writer is not controversy but obscurity.

In some sense every parent does love their children. But some parents are too broken to love them well.

Transformation without work and pain, without suffering, without a sense of loss is just an illusion of true change.

My father used to tell me about how musicians don't have respect from people and he was afraid about my future.

No matter how lucky a person is, the moment he decides he wants to die, there's nothing that will keep him alive.

At first, writing actually felt the more arduous of the two activities. But in order to reach cultural-center nirvana, I forced myself to continue. I was young then and it was no easy matter to persuade my bottom to maintain such constant intimacy with my chair

We survive in adversity and perish in ease and comfort.

geceleri yata?a uzan?r ama uyuyamazd?m. nefret edecek birsürü ?ey gelirdi akl?ma, ama sonunda yine kendimden nefret ederdim.

Di colpo privata di due persone, come ce l'avrebbe fatta ad andare avanti questa famiglia? Era come una pentola spezzata: mezza pentola non fa una pentola, mezza famiglia non fa una famiglia.

Chunsheng," gli dissi, "non devi assolutamente fare il pazzo, i morti stessi vorrebbero tornare a vivere, un uomo sano e forte come te non può morire!" Poi aggiunsi: "La vita te l'hanno data tuo padre e tua madre, se non la vuoi più, devi prima chiederlo a loro". "Mio padre e mia madre sono morti da tempo," disse Chunsheng asciugandosi le lacrime. "A maggior ragione, allora, devi vivere e bene, pensaci: hai fatto tante guerre in giro per il mondo, è stato forse facile restare in vita?

Ah, gli uomini! Per quanto travagliata sia stata la loro esistenza, sanno ancora consolarsi in punto di morte.

revolution was just a short step away from counterrevolution.

In times like these, who had either the leisure or the inclination to indulge in a touch of elegance?

A parte de la vida misma, no veo otropa motivo para seguir viviendo.

A fine giornata, la mia giacca di seta era sdrucita, le spalle erano intrise di sangue. Camminavo da solo verso casa, camminavo e piangevo, piangevo e camminavo. Pensavo: ho trasportato quelle monete per un giorno solo e già mi sento a pezzi, chissà quanti tra i miei antenati si sono ammazzati di fatica, per guadagnare quel denaro. Solo allora compresi perché mio padre avesse voluto a tutti i costi monetine di rame e non pezzi d'argento: voleva che capissi com'è duro far soldi.