Quotes About Disillusionment

Work won't do me any good ... I've tried it, and it bored me worse than the other thing.

to be courted as princesses for a few weeks, in order to be treated as slaves for the rest of our lives.

I found myself thinking of Potts as a tragic figure, a guy who'd been a happy towheaded kid you'd love to take fishing with you, who'd mistakenly invested in academic medicine when he'd have been happy in his family business, and who'd become a splattered mess on the parking lot of a hospital in a city he'd despised. What had been the seductiveness of medicine? Why?

Alas, this isn't Utopia or even Minneapolis.

I idolized my parents' marriage. It didn't seem to me like they were having problems. My whole relationship ideal was shattered.

There are nights when I think that Sal Paradise was right / Boys and Girls in America / Have such a sad time together.

Every time I nostalgically try to regain my liking of John McCain, he reaches into his sleaze bag and pulls out something malodorous.

I am tired of all this thing called science here. We have spent millions in that sort of thing for the last few years, and it is time it should be stopped.

My school spirit is at an all time low, I'm losing my status at the school.

I don't have faith in young people any more. I don't waste time trying to communicate with them.

It was at this time that she entirely gave up on reading. The covers of books looked like coffins to her, either shabby or ornate, and what was inside them might as well have been dust.

I drank a second mouthful in which I find nothing more than in the first, then a third which gives me rather less than the second. It is time to stop; the potion is losing its magic.

I profoundly feel that people are letting you down all the time.

But, really, are there any guys out there who aren't jerks? I don't even know any grown-up men who aren't jerks.

Grita que no hay que esperar nada, nunca, ni de ninguna persona, ni de ningún Estado ni de ningún Dios

decididos a no aprender más de lo necesario para cazar una sinecura, pobres diablos cuya fermentación de espíritu no era más que un brote de sangre que desaparecería con la juventud. Poco a poco, este desdén se hizo extensivo a sus amigos cabalistas, espíritus huecos hinchados de viento, atiborrados de palabras que no entendían y que regurgitaban en fórmulas.

I think hope is the worst thing in the world. I really do. It makes a fool of you while it lasts. And then when it's gone, it's like there's nothing left of you at all . . . except what you can't be rid of.

Suspiró, abrumado por los niveles de imbecilidad que padecía el mundo.

Ha olvidado los hechos minúsculos, idénticos, que constituían su vida, esos días que siguieron al descubrimiento de que tampoco podía confiar en su madre, pero no ha olvidado el desánimo, la amargura, el rencor, el miedo que reinaban en su corazón y que ocupaban sus noches.

Per colpa sua, le illusioni che fanno dell'esistenza qualcosa di più d'una somma di cose routinarie, si erano spente. A tratti, mi sentivo un vecchio.

In retrospect, I can see that I had always known that it wouldn't between us. But after my pitiful love story in Vienna, I needed to believe in someone again...

He was an arsehole, but, God, she looked at Richard sometimes, the racing bike, the way he did the crossword in pencil first. There were evenings when she wanted Dad to ride in off the plains, all dust and sweat and tumbleweed, kick open the saloon doors and stick some bullet holes in those fucking art books.

For the first time in his life, he felt exactly what he was, and he was not impressed.

As well, there's the age-old syndrome common to fans of musicians with passionate and discerning cult followings. When the objects of adulation are crass enough to become popular, they quickly become a case of "used to be good.