Quotes about Struggle

Then, if the hull go down, there'll be thirty lively fellows all fighting for one coffin, a sight not seen very often beneath the sun!

As no better man advances to take this matter in hand, I hereupon offer my own poor endeavors.

God, God is against thee, old man; forbear! 't is an ill voyage! ill begun, ill continued; let me square the yards, while we may, old man, and make a fair wind of it homewards, to go on a better voyage than this.

No wonder there had been some among the hunters who namelessly transported and allured by all this serenity, had ventured to assail it; but had fatally found that quietude but the vesture of tornadoes.

Oh, grassy glades! oh ever vernal endless landscapes in the soul; in ye,—though long parched by the dead drought of the earthly life,— in ye, men yet may roll, like young horses in new morning clover; and for some few fleeting moments, feel the cool dew of the life immortal on them. Would to God these blessed calms would last. But the mingled, mingling threads of life are woven by warp and woof: calms crossed by storms, a storm for every calm.

Ho, ho! from all your furthest bounds, pour ye now in, ye bold billows of my whole foregone life, and top this one piled comber of my death! Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.

Faith, like a jackal, feeds among the tombs, and even from these dead doubts she gathers her most vital hope.

Science! Curse thee, thou vain toy!

By heaven, man, we are turned round and round in this world, like yonder windlass, and Fate is the handspike.

But Faith, like a jackal, feeds among the tombs, and even from these dead doubts she gathers her most vital hope.

Thus, some minds for ever keep trimming boat.

Who ain't a slave?