Ann Aguirre Quotes

Pain has a way of clipping our wings and keeping us from being able to fly.

I have fought and kicked and fasted and prayed and cursed and cried myself to the point of existing.

This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.

If you bear the cross unwillingly, you make it a burden, and load yourself more heavily; but you must bear it.

Each step is more difficult than the last; the heaviness fills me and turns my limbs to stone. You must hurt or be hurt.

In every kind of adversity, the bitterest part of a man's affliction is to remember that he once was happy.

It was such a depressing time. I didn't look very depressed, maybe, but it was really dire. I made a conscious decision not to stop, but it could have gone the other way.

Life is a velvet crowbar hitting you over the head, youre bleeding syrup amour, bleeding to death.

Not suffering, but faint heart, is worst of woes.

First, I thought, almost despairing, This must crush my spirit now; Yet I bore it, and am bearing- Only do not ask me how.

No human being is immune to adversity or personal setbacks.

When every card in the deck is stacked against you, the only way to win a hand is to break the rules. You beg, borrow, and steal, as the old adage goes, and if you happen to get caught in the act, at least you´ve gone down fighting the good fight.

I believe the hard heartest, most cross grained and most unloving Christians in all the world are those who have not had much trouble in their life. And those that are the most sympathizing, loving and Christlike are generally those who have the most affliction. The worse thing that can happen to any of us is to have a path made too smooth. One of the greatest blessings the Lord ever gave us was a cross.

Let us bear with magnanimity whatever it is needful for us to bear.

To be weak is miserable, Doing or suffering.

In the heroic effort of the handcart pioneers, we learn a great truth. All must pass through a refiner’s fire, and the insignificant and unimportant in our lives can melt away like dross and make our faith bright, intact, and strong. There seems to be a full measure of anguish, sorrow, and often heartbreak for everyone, including those who earnestly seek to do right and be faithful. Yet this is part of the purging to become acquainted with God.

Adversity can strengthen us if it does not go on too long.

We are kept keen on the grindstone of pain and necessity.

Here we are then, I was thinking, in a war to the finish between everything I love and everything I hate. Fine. We will win and they will lose. A pity that we let them pick the time and place of the challenge, but we can and we will make up for that.

Duty, though set about by thorns, may still be made a staff supporting even while it tortures. Cast it away, and, like the prophet's wand, it changes to a snake.

Long exercised in woes.

Suffering saints are living seed.

The rice grain suffers under the blow of the pestle. But admire its whiteness once the order is over. So it is with men and the world we live in. To be a man one must suffer the blows of misfortune.

The heart must be beaten or bruised, and then the sweet scent will come out.

There are people who are willing to suffer and swallow their tears at leisure, and God will no doubt reward them in heaven for their resignation; but those who have the will to struggle strike back at fate in retaliation for the blows they receive.