Quotes About Struggle

Ognuno di noi ha dovuto cominciare, incespicando e barcollando sulla soglia, e se i nostri insegnanti ci avessero scherniti anziché aiutarci, continueremmo ancora oggi a incespicare e a barcollare.

It is not my fault that I cannot eat or rest . . . I'll do both, as soon as I possibly can. But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water rest within arms' length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I'll rest . . . I've done no injustice, and I repent nothing. I'm too happy; and yet I'm not happy enough. My soul's bliss kills my body, but does not satisfy itself.

Você pode lutar, por amor, com esse diabo o tempo que quiser; quando a hora chegar, nem todos os santos do céu terão poder para salvá-lo!

Quanto mais se contorcem os vermes, mais vontade eu sinto de esmagá-los! É uma compulsão moral; e esmago-os cada vez com mais força, à medida que a dor aumenta.

The giant trees are bending. Their bear boughs weighed with snow; The storm is fast descending, And yet I cannot go.

I have to remind myself to breathe - almost to remind my heart to beat! And it is like bending back a stiff spring ... it is by compulsion, ..

I might as well have struggled with a bear or reasoned with a lunatic.

One hoped, and the other despaired: they chose their lots, and were righteously doomed to endure them.

M-ai l?sat atât de mult? vreme singur? s? lupt împotriva morÅ£ii, încât nu simt ÅŸi nu v?d decât moarte! M? simt ca ÅŸi moart?!

Ruhum mezardayken bedenim ya?am??, ne yapay?m?

Mi existencia se resumiría en dos frases: condenación y muerte.

The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don't turn against him; they crush those beneath them.

yo no puedo hacer lo que hace mi alma

Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes...

The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.

The nuisance of her presence outweighs the gratification to be derived from tormenting her

GöreceÄŸiz bakal?m ayn? h?rpalay?c? rüzgar kar??s?nda baÅŸka baÅŸka iki aÄŸaç ay?n? biçimde bozulur muymuÅŸ, bozulmaz m?ym???

Professor, you are very hard on that young Canadian girl! Hard? The Professor shrugged, spread his palms. Art - the girl has 'makings.' It takes red-hot fury to dig 'em up. If I'm harsh it's for her own good. More often than not worth while things hurt. Art's worth while.

Tis not that dieing hurts us so- tis living- hurts us more.

A great hope fell You heard no noise The ruin was within.

A wounded dear leaps the highest

I felt a Cleaving in my Mind— As if my Brain had split— I tried to match it—Seam by Seam— But could not make it fit.

I wonder if it hurts to live, And if they have to try, And whether, could they choose between, They would not rather die.

I took my Power in my Hand -- And went against the World -- 'Twas not so much as David -- had -- But I -- was twice as bold -- I aimed by Pebble -- but Myself Was all the one that fell -- Was it Goliath -- was too large -- Or was myself -- too small?