Quotes About Struggle

Maybe, to do what you and I do, we have to have a little bit of the monster in us.

I'm a hypercompetitive, bisexual perfectionist who likes to win and looks like this. I'm no stranger to being hated

Nobody knew what it was like to be torn between what it meant to be human and what it meant to be Pack better than me.

He was arrogant and awful and had spent the first week of our acquaintance dead set on making my life hell. He was still half in love with Emily Laughlin. But from the first moment I'd seen him, looking away had been nearly impossible. And at the end of the day, he'd chosen me. Over family. Over his mother.

You're going down, Bronwyn. Them's fighting words.

Sometimes, I felt like if I could just fold up into a small enough ball, my body would collapse on itself like a star, and I could supernova myself into a new existence.

What is the human condition, if not Why me?

This however, wasn't an ideal world, and no matter how hard I tried to think of an answer, I had nothing.

Allow me to get this straight," Zara said, staring past Jameson and straight to me. "You, to whom my father left virtually everything, want the one and only thing he left to me?

Life is full of drowning people, ready and willing to drown you, too.

We just hadn't figured on Fighting life.

You want power-either because you've already had a taste of it and want more, or because you've been made to feel powerless for too long.

The problem was that there was no treatment. No cure. There was nothing that...any medical professional could do. If I'd been fully human, I would have been a dead girl walking....

I had no weapons. No plan. Nothing but my blood and my hands. They were coming, and there were more of them than I'd realized.

You don't like me much, that's okay. I'm a hypercompetitive, bisexual perfectionist who likes to win and looks like this. I'm no stranger to being hated.

When you're hurting, you hurt yourself.

Actively hating your newfound popularity with a fiery passion can really take a lot out off you

But this... us..." He swallowed. "It can't happen, Avery. I've seen the way Jameson looks at you.

Life is full of drowning people, reading and willing to drown you, too.

You know what they say about baptisms and fire.

I looked down at my hands, unable to meet her eyes. My wrists were still angry and red. The raw skin looked how I felt.

It occurred to me then to wonder how much Vivvie knew. Telling her—about Ivy, about Kostas, about what had happened to me—seemed insurmountable.

When did I become the enemy here? I have only ever done what the old man wanted me to do." She spoke like those words were being physically torn out of her. "Do you have any idea what that's cost me?

Sometimes, the hardest thing to be is the one who lives