Quotes About Disillusionment

They say it works sometimes, but even if it does, how could you depend on anything you got that way? Not to mention that after you did it a few times any decent garbage can would be ashamed to have you found in it.

Así piensa el bogotano. Eso piensa. «Que, salvo mi casa de dos pisos, la ciudad siga siendo una cloaca». «Que todos, menos yo, cojan una neumonía de estas que están arrasando con la ciudad». «Que si finalmente se va a caer Bogotá, hoy lunes 31 de agosto, que entonces se les caiga sólo a ellos».

That's what made it worse, in the end ... when he found out. Nixon had lied to him, personally.

Driving on 1-65 near Nashville, Bill proposed to her.102 Hazel started laughing. She knew he couldn't be a husband. It wasn't just that he was promiscuous: She knew that now, with his resurgent fame, he was married to the world.

Muttering, "Fuck it," he threw his finger away. It hit the wall. He heard the quiet thunk through the sounds of helicopters. Must

He tries to read a novel, something about privileged people having trouble getting along with each other in exotic locations. He throws it against the wall. Something has broken in him. His appetite for human self-regard is dead.

There's something wrong with regular people. They're far from being the best creatures in the world.

The quiet child became a rebellious adolescent. He was working his own way through Kant and Darwin and mathematics while the Gymnasium pounded him with rote. He veered off into religion—Judaism—and came back bitterly disillusioned: "Through the reading of popular scientific books I soon reached the conviction that much of the stories in the Bible could not be true. . . 

We do not want to embark on a further journey if it feels like going down, especially after we have put so much sound and fury into going up. This is surely the first and primary reason why many people never get to the fullness of their own lives. The supposed achievements of the first half of life have to fall apart and show themselves to be wanting in some way, or we will not move further. Why would we?

He clearly regarded finding the glove compartment locked now as a disappointing development. Like arriving someplace for dinner, assuming you'd be welcome, and finding your place setting in the cupboard.

I had long ago emotionally rejected the world in which I lived and my reaction was: Well, this is the system by which people want the world to run whether it helps them or not.

Why should he care about the world? The world didn't give a damn about him.

a common language was a wonderful idea, but utterly utopian. All good ideas were, she said sadly. Ursula

common language was a wonderful idea, but utterly utopian. All good ideas were, she said sadly.

They lived happily ever after. It said so. In the book. They were the last words on the page. Happily ever after. Despereaux was sure that he had read exactly those words time and time again. Lying on the floor with the drum beating and the mice shouting... Despereaux had a sudden, chilling thought: Had some other mouse eaten the words that spoke the truth? Did the knight and the fair maiden really not live happily ever after?

La vida ya nos trae muchos desengaños por sí sola. Si encima tiene esos sueños...

He was like a man who has got used to drinking the finest wine, and now finds that everyday wine thats like vinegar.

La relación de amor no es la misma que la de la adoración. Se adora a un dios. Solo los seres humanos pueden ser amados. Cuando adoramos a una mujer no podemos amarla. Luego, cuando descubrimos que no es un dios, la odiamos. Eso es triste. —Nunca

got elected by promising law and order. The blatant hypocrisy of it all makes us kind of furious.

Most of all, she thought bitterly, she had learned that love is not to be trusted. She

[T]he world we live in is governed by the most revolting bunch of crooks ever to defile the soil of this planet... [You] must never take them seriously, which is exactly what they want.

Gave my money all to you, took my watch and pawned it, too.

O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!

At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn't possible to save mankind.