You just hold your head high and keep those fists down. No matter what anybody says to you, don’t you let ’em get your goat. Try fighting with your head for a change.
You fight the war with guns, you fight the peace with stories.
For great men, religion is a way of making friends; small people make religion a fighting tool.
This time we aren’t fighting the Yankees, we’re fighting our friends. But remember this, no matter how bitter things get, they’re still our friends and this is still our home.
When you’re struggling with something, look at all the people around you and realize that every single person you see is struggling with something, and to them, it’s just as hard as what you’re going through.
There comes a turning point in intense physical struggle where one abandons oneself to a profligate usage of strength and bodily resource, ignoring the costs until the struggle is over. Women find this point in childbirth; men in battle.
The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man’s heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.[La lutte elle-même vers les sommets suffit à remplir un cœur d’homme. Il faut imaginer Sisyphe heureux.]
The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world.
Sometimes you need to get hit in the head to realize that you’re in a fight.
Peace is the only goal worth struggling for.[La paix est le seul combat qui vaille d’être mené.]
One must fight to get to the top, especially when one begins at the bottom?[Das Vorwärtskommen gekämpft werden muß, besonders wenn man von tief unten her kommt?]
Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight.
