Quotes About Disillusionment

The eternal raison d'etre of America is in its being the sweet land of liberty. Should a land so dreamed into existence, so degenerate through material prosperity as to become what its European critics, with too much justice, have scornfully renamed it the Land of the Dollar - such a development will be one of the sorriest conclusions of history, and the most colossal disillusionment that has ever happened to mankind.

And I leave my post of observation and find I have had enough of this outside life; I feel that there is nothing more that I can learn here, either now or at any time. And I long to say a last goodbye to everything up here, to go down into my burrow never to return again, let things take their course, and not try to retard them with my profitless vigils.

In passing: may I say that all too often men are betrayed by the word freedom. And as freedom is counted among the most sublime feelings, so the corresponding disillusionment can be also sublime.

When I was younger, I wanted to be a cop. Then I watched 'The Wild Wild West,' and so I wanted to be in the Secret Service like James West. At some point I realized, 'That guy is not in the Secret Service. He's an actor.' That sounds like a good idea too.

I'm disappointed. I don't care about Will Smith, I don't want to.

Left wing, right wing, I am wingless and tired of trying to fly. Here comes the ground.

I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings. And I've never been too impressed.

The thing I'm having a hard time with are the Christians who will stab you in the back in a wink.

That period afterwards, just hating being the winner of the Tour de France, hating cycling, hating the media for asking me questions about Lance Armstrong.

The hardest thing is that you can't trust people now. You just can't.

Fast food is the one thing everyone can relate to. It's depressing, but also interesting, that people desire to eat the same sandwich in every single city in the world. But the biggest bummer is when you see a Subway in Berlin. Just devastating.

The only thing you are guaranteed in football is disappointment.

You spend your childhood wanting to get out from your house and wanting to get away and out into the real world, and then as adults, we start to learn that things are not what we thought they were.

I was in theater school playing Lady Macbeth and doing these great dramatic parts, and then I got out into the real world and was auditioning for commercials, and just not getting to do anything that felt remotely meaningful.

A game that I'd kept on playing because people expected me to, and I was good at doing what people expected. But not anymore, because no one seemed to expect anything from me anymore. The funny thing about gold is how quickly it can tarnish.

misanthropy, hatred of mankind, is the order of the day.

And Patrice thought another thing her mother said was definitely true—you never really knew a man until you told him you didn't love him. That's when his true ugliness, submerged to charm you, might surface. After all, it had happened with Bucky.

Ce monde n' est je vous l'assure qu'une immense entreprise à se foutre du monde!

I don't despise myself at all. I think I'm very honest, very brave, very sacrificing, I gave a lot to a lot of people. And all they gave me back is rotten tricks. That's all I see.

Malo je bi?a kojima posle dvadeset godina ostane nešto od spontane nežnosti kao u životinja. Svet nije ono što smo mislili da je! To je sve! I zato menjamo lik! I te kako! Prevareni smo! I postaneš gad dok si rekao britva! Eto šta mi nosimo na licu pošto prevalimo dvadesetu. Grešku! Lice nam je sušta greška!

Les choses auxquelles on tenait le plus vous vous décidez un jour à en parler de moins en moins avec effort quand il faut s'y mettre. On en a bien marre de s'écouter toujours causer...on abrège...on renonce...ça dure depuis trente ans qu'on cause...on ne tient plus à avoir raison. L'envie vous lâche de garder la petite place qu'on s'était réservée parmi les plaisirs... on se dégoûte

That's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it.The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them.

This awful fact…that you can be beside someone, looking them in the eyes…as I was looking a certain person in the eyes one day…and you can see you're a beggar at a gate through which you'll never enter; whoever does go in, it won't be you, ever, you with your world inside your head, the world you see and touch…

Something can only become an illusion after disillusionment. Before that, it is something real.