Struggling Quotes

There are other people who have it a lot worse

The weight of the sky dropped onto Atlas's back, almost smashing him flat until he managed to get to his knees, struggling to get out from under the crushing weight of the sky. But it was too late. "Noooooo!" He bellowed so hard it shook the mountain. "Not again!" Atlas was trapped under his old burden.

Struggling is hard because you never know what's at the end of the tunnel.

After divorcing, I left South Africa to live in Toronto. They were tough years. On my own with three young children and no income. I'd cry when they spilt milk because I didn't have the money to buy any more.

When I started, I had nothing. Because my family was really, really, really poor.

When I first got to Toronto, we were last in defense, 20-something in offense, we were the laughing stock in the Eastern Conference.

When you're playing against a team like India you're always going to struggle, especially as they bat all the way down the order to No. 9 and 10.

When I was younger, I was a little bit fat. I wasn't, like, big-time fat; I was just overweight - maybe around when I was 13 or 14. At that time, I wasn't practicing that much; tennis was just a hobby. But it wasn't easy to feel that way.

It's hard when you get down. You start pressing a little bit trying to get back in the game.

Throughout my high school years, I was very quiet, I didn't have many friends. I distanced myself from a lot of people.

I'm still hungry. I'm still striving... You have to understand: my mum has worked hard to look after her children, but we have always been poor; we have always been at rock bottom. I want to change my family history forever.

I know what it feels like to be broke and alone, and I don't ever want my loved ones to see that or know what it's like.

I didn't have parents I could take a million dollars from. We were a lower-class family.

If I put faith in medication, if I can smile a crooked smile, if I can talk on television, if I can walk an empty mile.

Slump? I ain't in no slump... I just ain't hitting.

I came from nothing.

I suppose you are two fathoms deep in mathematics, and if you are, then God help you. For so am I, only with this difference: I stick fast in the mud at the bottom, and there I shall remain.

At my lowest I was making nothing, of course.

When I was in college, I didn't like physics a lot, and I really wasn't very good at physics. And there were a lot of people around me who were really good at physics: I mean, scary good at physics. And they weren't much help to me, because I would say, 'How do you do this?' They'd say, 'Well, the answer's obvious.'

The hardest hit, as everywhere, are those who have no choice.

Down to my last dime and coming apart at the seams. I'm messed up in Mexico, living on refried dreams.

By cool, I don't mean cool. I mean vulnerable and a mess.

My parents were dealing with evictions and repossessions and electricity getting shut off, and I just realized that I had to get it together.

It is only the poor who are forbidden to beg.

I think life is very, very, very hard, and I've never had anything come super easy to me, no matter what people may think.