Quotes About Struggle

Putting pants on a dog was not what one would call "easy". Putting pants on a purebred, hundred-pound Bernese mountain dog who was fairly certain she did not want to wear pants could have substituted for one of the twelve labors of Hercules.

This is me crouching. This is me standing. This is me realizing how deep this hole is." "Do you have to narrate everything you're doing?" "This is me trying to give myself a boost . . . Oof! " "Sadie-Grace." "I'm sorry! It's just really hard to give yourself a boost.

Someone tried to kill me, and I'm going swimming. I'm going swimming, because it doesn't matter. I'm going swimming, because I don't matter. I'm going swimming, because that's what Claires do. We swim and we daydream and we read and we wait for someone to care, and they never, ever, ever do.

Yeah, things happen for a reason, but most of the time that reason isn't fate or because it was predestined. It's because the world sucks, or someone out there is being an asshole.

The things that haunt us, they make us human.

Got that out of your system, did you?" I leaned against the wall of my gemstone cage. "Why are you telling me this now?" I could hear the sound of his footstep on the end of the line. "Because Gray is going to keep jumping until it hurts. He's always been the solid one, Heiress. The one who never trembles, never backs down, never doubts. And now, he's lost his mooring, and I have to be the strong one.

It didn't matter if my ribs hurt. It didn't matter if every time I blinked, I saw Sora's fist coming toward my face. I needed a plan. I needed to be strong. So I just kept running, because come hell or high water, a girl couldn't afford to be weak or human at a time like this.

I moved closer to Rebecca, whose arms were wrapped around her middle, like all she could do was stand there and just keep taking the blows.

There is something fundamentally wrong with you

If there's one thing the Hawthorne family isn't it's fine. They were a twisted, broken mess before you got here, and they'll be a twisted, broken mess once you're gone.

I'm a mess," she said. "By every sense of the word.

My right hand holding the blue-green glass, I dropped the towel with my left and reached for him. "Don't," Grayson breathed. He turned to walk past me. "I told you once before, Avery: I'm broken. I won't break you, too. Go back to bed. Forget about that piece of glass and whatever else was in that bag. Stop playing the old man's games"... That felt final in a way that nothing else between us ever had.

This family--we destroy everything we touch.

I couldn't shake the feeling that this life was never meant for me.

I was everyone's problem and nobody's.

Some people are made stronger by loss. Others are broken by it.

All great heroes have a flaw. It's one of the things that makes them heroes.

She was tough enough to chop a hole in the ice and swim in January, so it was hard to think of her being trapped by her own mind.

I know it's wrong, and it makes me sick, this new seething venom inside me, but I cannot help it.

life and the hold it had over you. It might seem extreme, but it works. Time after time.

And, as in all fairy tales, there was bloodshed, there was loss.

The tragedies we endure shape our lives: we carry them like shadows

And deep down, she felt like maybe she didn't deserve it-that she belonged with the petty thieves and guys who drank Pabst Blue Ribbon for breakfast

Grief is a monster.