Quotes About Struggle

Unequal lives give rise to unequal dreams.

I was completely alone in a vortex of rain and wild winds. Forests stretched for miles around in a raging sea of darkness. They were no longer themselves, but the embodiment of all brutality. The entire forest roiled and roared, wringing every ounce of violence from its branches.

What you are doing is something unprecedented in China and the world. Three hundred million peasants, one-sixth of the world's population, must liberate themselves from thirty centuries of feudal landlord domination. Smashing the landlords' economic power means smashing their political power. Only that can make secure the power of the people.

My days restricted... my fate decided. And in that, the one and only freedom allowed to me... was to love...

I have to remember it... or Genma-sama'll come to hate me...and then he'll abandon me... What can I do, to become the "Himi" that you want...? What do I have to do to bring back my memories? There's nothing. In my heart, there's nothing...

I have always always been praying in my heart... Always thinking...! If there was a Kami who truly belongs to me. If there was a Kami who only see me as most important...forever by my side, a Kami that only belongs to me... I won't mind killing or letting my life be bound by the Mitou Family. Only with that thought in mind I was able to endure... Only that thought was my support to live on... I thought that was my Kami... A Kami who only belongs to me. I always thought that.

Çünkü bu dünyadaki bütün düÅŸüÅŸler, alçal??lar aras?nda en tiksindirici olan safl???n düÅŸüÅŸü, alçal???d?r.

Other people must be destroyed. In order that I might truly face the sun, the world itself must be destroyed....

Why are we all burdened with the duty to destroy everything, change everything, entrust everything to impermanency? Is it this unpleasant duty that the world calls life?

You were so beautiful when you wanted to die. When you wanted to live, you became so ugly.

Glory, as anyone knows, is bitter stuff.

Only knowledge can turn life's unbearableness into a weapon.

Better to be caught in sudden, complete catastrophe than to be gnawed by the cancer of imagination.

It seemed that hell could appear day or night, at any time, at any place, simply in response to one's thoughts or wishes. It seemed that we could summon it at our pleasure and that instantly it would appear.

Any confrontation between weak, flabby flesh and death seemed to me absurdly inappropriate

Longing at eighteen for an early demise, I felt myself unfitted for it. I lacked, in short, the muscles suitable for a dramatic death. And it deeply offended my romantic pride that it should be this unsuitability that had permitted me to survive the war.

Why are we all burdened with the duty to destroy everything, change everything, entrust everything to impermanency? Is it this unpleasant duty that the world calls life? Or am I the only one for whom it is a duty?

Ordinary life is even more horrible than war

To say human life had no meaning was the easy part. But Hanio was struck all over again by the huge amount of energy required to live a life filled with so much meaninglessness.

I longed for the great sense of relief that death would surely bring if only, like a wrestler, I could wrench the heavy weight of life from my shoulders.

Most writers are perfectly normal in the head and just carry on like wild men; I behave normally but I'm sick inside.

No one can know what a sacrifice it is for me to be gentle and docile.

Fin dall'inizio ogni mia fantasia fu tinteggiata di disperazione, stranamente compiuta e somigliante di per se stessa a desiderio struggente

I was mistaking the fierce, impossible desire of not wanting to be myself for the sexual desire of a man of the world, for the desire that arises from his being himself.