Quotes About Disillusionment

Oh, Christ, why do you have to grow up into a life like this one? Why do you ever have to want women, want power, make money, make love, keep up a front, sell the act, suck around some booking agent, get gypped on the check—?

Mi sueño es agitado. Mis nervios están desquiciados. Mi piel está seca. Mi cabello cae. Mis ojos están apagados. Las uñas de mis manos y mis pies están quebradizas. Estoy envejeciendo. Comienzo a no encontrar gusto en cosa alguna. Empiezo a aburrirme de las cosas buenas, como me aburro de las malas. Estoy muriendo. Estoy muriendo y no tengo hijos.

How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world.

I knew all along that the prize I had set my life on was not worth the winning.

What's the use? The people are too stupid. They do not understand.

A vida é a mesma coisa que se ficar num hospício de loucos, pensei. Cada um vai circulando, imerso e afogado em suas próprias desilusões, sem que ninguém veja. A pessoa vai abrindo caminhos pelas celas, passando por entre os companheiros atormentados, rumo àquele que parece o único mentalmente são. Era exatamente o que eu estava fazendo agora.

It was one of those moments when the prizes and penalties of life seem equally stale and futile.

History didn't greet us with triumphal fanfares: —it flung dirty sand into our eyes. Ahead of us lay long roads leading nowhere, poisoned wells and bitter bread.

being a misanthropist has its saving grace—people can never disappoint you.

relations had since curdled into Roquefort cheese

Marriage is the death of hope

I thought they were helping me. I was so full of trust in them that I felt grateful as they carried me in the air. Only when they threw me overboard did I begin to have doubts.

It's impossible, I think, however much I'd become disillusioned politically or evolve into a post-political person, I don't think I'd ever change my view that socialism is the best political moment humans have ever come up with.

Raisa's breath caught. "They clubbed you?" "Well." He looked sideways at her. "If you were any good, they'd miss.

Maar wij ongelovigen, wij sterven met onze decors, te vermoeid om onszelf in de luren te leggen door de pracht en praal die beloofd is aan ons kadaver...

Every guy seems nice until he's not.

A deseroização é o grande fracasso de uma vida.

The children of these disillusioned colored pioneers inherited the total lot of their parents—the disappointments, the anger. To add to their misery, they had little hope of deliverance. For where does one run to when he's already in the promised land?

Nothing that is mine seems to me to deserve my pride: in the seventh grade, I couldn't admire the eighth-grades enough, though the eighth grade seemed to me quite devoid of charm once I was in it. And so on until the day I found myself with a doctorate in something and decorated, and had only scorn for such mediocre privileges. Life grows disenchanting as our dreams are fulfilled.

If the world really looks like that I will paint no more!

When you find out that everything about your reality is just an illusion, it's hard not to completely shut down.

El desencanto es un oxímoron, una contradicción que el intelecto no puede resolver y que sólo la poesía puede expresar y custodiar

Being hurt is only superficial. Being fooled is more excruciating.

My friends, there are no friends.