Quotes About Disillusionment

The wise man, the sage, is hostile to the new. Disabused, he abdicates: that is his form of protest.

Welcome to Suckersville, man.

I was tired of men. Hanging in doorways, standing too close, men who made you love them then changed their minds.

I felt suddenly cruel, like I´d told dmall children there was no tooth fairy, that it was just their Mom sneaking into their room after they went to bed.

We're just a bunch of angry kinds with no money.

He had never been a social man. He had shunned causes with contempt and disgust. They were for pig-simple suckers and people with too much time and money on their hands

I was raised on the good book Jesus Till I read between the lines Now I don't believe I ever wanna see the morning

I thought my mountain was coming this morning. It was near to speaking when suddenly it shifted, sulked, and returned to smallness. It has eluded me again and sits there, puny and dull. Why?

I got tired, I told him. Not worn out, but worn through. Like one of those wives who wakes up one morning and says I can't bake any more bread.

There's no point in writing my kind of stuff, when they're printing that kind of stuff. So I gave up and started drinking.

For the past couple of years I've been pretty bored with music in general... just bored with it.

I like the music. I love it & live it in fact. But for me the business part of music just plain stinks.

Tried living in the real world instead of a shell, but I was bored before I even began.

The dream is over. I gotta get down to reality. The good old days is garbage.

As an artist grows older, he has to fight disillusionment and learn to establish the same relation to nature as an adult, as he had when a child

People are crazy and times are strangeI'm locked in tight, I'm out of rangeI used to care, but things have changed

in these shitty plastic days ...

Don't tell me peace has broken out.

The New Deal began, like the Salvation Army, by promising to save humanity. It ended, again like the Salvation Army, by running flop-houses and disturbing the peace.

Peace was declared, but not all of us were drunk with joy or stricken blind.

The zoo cannot but disappoint.

There are times when one would like to hang the whole human race, and finish the farce.

Ain't it hard when you discover that, he wasn't really where it's at, after he took from you everything he could steal. How does it feel?

Society has failed its inhabitants, just as its inhabitants have failed society.