A Quote by Paula Radcliffe

I don't really have an explanation. I'm struggling myself to comprehend what has happened and find a reason for it. — © Paula Radcliffe
I don't really have an explanation. I'm struggling myself to comprehend what has happened and find a reason for it.
The Universe was a silly place at best...but the least likely explanation for it was the no-explanation of random chance, the conceit that abstract somethings 'just happened' to be atoms that 'just happened' to get together in ways which 'just happened' to look like consistent laws and some configurations 'just happened' to possess self-awareness and that two 'just happened' to be the Man from Mars and a bald-headed old coot with Jubal inside.
There is a logical explanation for everything, often mistaken for the reason it happened.
I'm constantly struggling. You know, the stories that I feel like I could cover, do the work that I want to do and being a mother. That's really where my struggle is - and being a wife and having a life - and for me it's really hard to find that balance. I'm always struggling to find that balance.
Whether it's someone struggling with mental illness, someone struggling with poverty or struggling with their own limitations in their social behaviors, for some reason, I'm drawn to characters like that.
So, you could often say things are terrible and that accounts for what happened, or things are really bright, and that accounts for what happened. Often, the real explanation for what happened is much more subtle and interesting and involves maybe small shocks or what a couple people did on a Wednesday morning that changed the arc of history.
If I were doing five cop shows, I'd probably start struggling to find an identity for each one and struggling to find inspirations.
It's as if when you love someone, they become your reason. And maybe I've gotten it backward, maybe it's just because I need a reason that I find myself falling in love with her. But I don't think that's it. I think I would have continued along, oblivious, if I hadn't happened to meet her.
Sometimes really, really bad things happen to people, and there is no explanation and no reason whatsoever.
I hope that I'm always struggling, really. You develop when you're struggling. When you're struggling, you get stronger.
We find it difficult to comprehend, and we deeply regret the decision as it is discriminatory in the sense that it targeted certain countries without a clear reason.
I attribute that to the generosity of people that are in the entertainment business because they are all struggling. All roads seem to come to acting, for certain kinds of people that have a reason for being there. They want to be seen and heard, but there's more to it than that. There's a kindred spirit of struggling to find out, "What is this thing? What are we?" It's those eternal questions. But, in the meanwhile, I've met some wonderful people doing this.
I try to think of myself as a struggling competitor or specialist at my craft, much like a singer, dancer, comedian, or actor. So I'm struggling to do my craft and I'm continually trying to learn to do it better. I think that's what's really been my secret.
What I find them struggling most isn't with one of the twelve [things from daily list]; I find them struggling with what decisions to make.
Maybe we can comprehend a flower or an insect, but we can never comprehend ourselves. Even less can we expect to comprehend the universe.
People are tuning in for one reason and one reason only: to find out what's happened. That's what took me a very long time at 'SportsCenter' to figure out.
But I remember the moment when my father died. I wasn't a very committed Catholic beforehand, but when that happened it suddenly all felt so obvious: I now believe religion is our attempt to find an explanation, for us to feel more protected.
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