Schon aus wirtschaftlichen Gründen gibt es keine Alternative zu der uns bekannten Demokratie. Stellen wir uns das Heer an realitätsfremden, unerfahrenen, beruflich traumatisierten, kooperationsunfähigen Politikern vor. Einige könnten in Fight-Clubs, andere zeitweise in einer Reality Show 1 Euro Jobs bekommen,
Life is like trying to swim on a stormy day. Most of the time you just fight the waves and try to breath, but the brief moments where things calm down you look at the sky and see the beautiful rays of sunlight escaping the clouds. And that is the most beautiful thing you have ever seen. And it just makes you think "One more time. One more fight". Because this is worth it.
Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Sometimes you’ll put up a good fight and lose. Sometimes you’ll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. Acceptance is a small, quiet room.
If you will not fight for the right when you can easily win without bloodshed; if you will not fight when your victory will be sure and not to costly; you may come to the moment when you will have to fight with all the odds against you and only a small chance of survival. There may even be a worse case; you may have to fight when there is no hope of victory, because it is better to perish than to live as slaves.
In the next life... You won't have to cry. You won't have to worry. You won't have to fight. Everything here is a illusion. Everything here isn't real. We're just passing through.... ...in order to live a better life in Heaven....
I'm an angel with a shotgun, fighting 'til the war's won, I don't care if heaven won't take me back, I'll throw away my faith, baby, just to keep you safe. Don't you know you're everything I have? And I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight.
Some wars result in complete and total victory. Some wars end with a peace offering. And some wars end in hope... But all these wars are nothing compared to the most frightening war of all. The one you have yet to fight.
You do not fear death. You think this makes you strong. It makes you weak. How can you move faster than possible, fight longer than possible without the most powerful impulses of the spirit: the fear of death.
I believe that we are who we choose to be. Nobody is going to come and save you. You've got to save yourself. Nobody is going to give you anything. You've got to go out and fight for it. Nobody knows what you want except you, and nobody will be as sorry as you if you don't get it. So don't give up on your dreams.