My daily conversation, it consists of hustle. Grinding from the bottom sick and tired of struggle.— Kevin Gates
Promising My Struggle quotations
If you're absent during my struggle, don't expect to be present during my success.
I struggle between what I know is right in my own mind, and some warped truthfulness as seen through other people's eyes who have no heart, and can't see the difference anyway.
At this time I'd like to say a few words especially to my sisters: SISTERS.
BLACK PEOPLE WILL NEVER BE FREE UNLESS BLACK WOMEN PARTICIPATE IN EVERY ASPECT OF OUR STRUGGLE, ON EVERY LEVEL OF OUR STRUGGLE.
No one knows my Struggle, they only see the Trouble.
Not knowing it's hard to carry on when, No one loves you.
I had to fight hard for everything. I wanted to get out. I want to take my destiny into my own hands and escape the vicious cycle of retaliatory violence. This struggle has shaped who I am to this day.
If at times my productions do not express the conventionally beautiful, there is always an effort to express the universal beauty of man's continuous struggle to lift his social position and to add dimension to his spiritual being.
When you struggle with your partner, you are struggling with yourself.
Every fault you see in them touches a denied weakness in yourself.
My main interest right now is to expose the Jews.
This is a lot bigger than me. They're not just persecuting me. This is not just my struggle, I'm not just doing this for myself... This is life and death for the world. These God-damn Jews have to be stopped. They're a menace to the whole world.
Yes, thanks to God... my life has a goal, much more important than my artistic activities, that is the struggle against Leukemia.
I feel my belief in sacrifice and struggle getting stronger.
I despise the kind of existence that clings to the miserly trifles of comfort and self-interest. I think that a man should not live beyond the age when he begins to deteriorate, when the flame that lighted the brightest moment of his life has weakened.
There’s class warfare, all right, but it’s my class, the rich class, that’s making war, and we’re winning.
Trying to figure things out was my gig.
Without the human condition, there's no struggle, no pain and that means no laughter.
There was a time in my life when I thought I had everything - millions of dollars, mansions, cars, nice clothes, beautiful women, and every other materialistic thing you can imagine. Now I struggle for peace.
The wisest among my race understand that agitations of social equality is the extremist folly, and that progress in the enjoyment of all privileges that will come to us must be the result of severe and constant struggle rather than of artificial forcing.
What is the difference between an obstacle and an opportunity? Our attitude toward it. Every opportunity has a difficulty, and every difficulty has an opportunity.
In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.
I haven’t come from the typical path or background of someone who would make it to this level as a ballerina. When it came to my childhood-growing up in a single-parent home, often struggling financially-my mother definitely instilled in me and my siblings this strength, this will, to just continue to survive and succeed.
Dearest - my body is simply crazy with wanting you - If you don't come tomorrow - I don't see how I can wait for you - I wonder if your body wants mine the way mine wants yours - the kisses - the hotness - the wetness - all melting together - the being held so tight that it hurts - the strangle and the struggle.
My life is a struggle.
I was called a terrorist yesterday, but when I came out of jail, many people embraced me, including my enemies, and that is what I normally tell other people who say those who are struggling for liberation in their country are terrorists.
With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature.
I am a Black Feminist. I mean I recognize that my power as well as my primary oppressions come as a result of my blackness as well as my womaness, and therefore my struggles on both of these fronts are inseparable.
Behind my carefully buttoned collar is my nakedness, the struggle to find clean clothes, food, meaning, and money. Behind sex is rage, behind anger is love, behind this moment is silence, years of silence.
I'm proud of my body. My body weight will always be something I'll struggle with for the rest of my life, but I'm finally in a good place and learning to love me for me, and not somebody else's standards.
The struggle of my life created empathy - I could relate to pain, being abandoned, having people not love me.
I want to be on stage and perform and win Grammys and help out my family in Bulgaria, because they are struggling, and my mom and dad, too.
I tell my brethren in Palestine: be patient and continue your blessed struggle.
We did not forget you. We are still healing another wound in the Muslim nation, which is the occupation of our land by the Americans. Your battle and ours are one and the same.
I struggled with being a Latino growing up in Los Angeles.
I felt very American. I still do. I went to 35 bar mitzvahs before I went to a single quinceanera. I could talk all day about my culture and what it means to me.
You know that I can make hits. You know I can do all these rap records. So, I'm going to start opening up and letting you know my struggles.
Who wants to die? Everything struggles to live.
Look at that tree growing up there out of that grating. It gets no sun, and water only when it rains. It's growing out of sour earth. And it's strong because its hard struggle to live is making it strong. My children will be strong that way.
If there's no fire, there's no scream.
If there's no scream, then no one hears you and no one comes to help you in the first place. The depth of my struggle has definitely determined the height of my success. To be able to teach my kids not just about success but about the struggle that comes with it.
The only weapon I had was my dancing.
With that I fought like a general without an army. If I could have saved all the energy I wasted on my struggle it would have sufficed me to cover a dozen ballets.
There is no dream, and if there is, there is only one to see you my children struggling for the same and for which I am expected to be finished.