Quotes About Disillusionment

I've been barbecued, stewed, screwed, tattooed, and fried by people claiming to be my friends. The human race has gone backward, not forward, since the days we were apes swinging through the trees.

Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch of dirty rats

And he did see--that life was rotten, that there were no heroes, really, and that you couldn't trust anybody, not even yourself.

There's nobody to believe in anymore, nobody to trust.

I didn't trust adults because I thought they were all kind of corrupted.

All my trust in the politicians had been rubbed away.

I can never quite trust anybody anymore.

You have deceived our trust, and made us doff our easy robes of peace, to crush our old limbs in ungentle steel.

Better to know the quick pain of truth than the ongoing pain of a long-held false hope.

When the truth is found to be lies, and all the joy within you dies.

The plan of happiness is pro-progression; thus the desire to progress is hardwired into our divine DNA. Whether we're conscious of it or not, we crave the feeling of moving forward, learning, growing, and improving—even if our steps forward are small and intermittent. That is why the lack of even modest progress leads to disillusionment and discouragement, whereas steady progress instills peace of mind and optimism.

Every four years we go through the same cycle of hope and disillusionment.

That's the trouble with putting women on a pedestal. You do that, and they always fall off - knocking you over on the way down.

He walked to the grandfather clock and pretended to check the time on his watch, when he wanted to grab the poker next to the grate and smash everything in the room. The children they were going to have. The life they were going to share. Everything slashed and burned in a vicious assault by reality. And her, oblivious to his pain, throwing away their happiness as if it were last week's bread.

Somehow he couldn't believe that this was it, that their story would end with such wretchedness, as if Hansel and Gretel had become the witch's dinner after all, or Sleeping Beauty's prince a pile of gnawed bones in the Enchanted Forest.

In his history of solitude, Anthony Storr writes about the importance of being able to feel at peace in one's own company. But many find that, trained by the Net, they cannot find solitude even at a lake or beach or on a hike. Stillness makes them anxious. I see the beginnings of a backlash as some young people become disillusioned with social media. There is,. too, the renewed interest in yoga, Eastern religions, meditating, and "slowness.

Most philosophers must have been raised on chicken farms. One hopes for so much from a chicken and is so dreadfully disillusioned.

what were you hoping to find?" he snapped "A little tree house with a sign reading serial killers hangout, please come in?.

I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph.

There is no need to waste pity on young girls who are having their moments of disillusionment, for in another moment they will recover their illusion.

God help us both if this is summer. The sun shines all day and all night but it has no warmth, no light, no colour.

Being told when to shit, shower, shave, eat, and sleep isn't my idea of paradise. But then again, Paradise, where i grew up, wasn't paradise either. I'm wondering if paradise is just some word in the dictionary with the definition: this doesn't fucking exist. --Caleb to himself

I was at a dinner party in New York during which the host loudly declared his undying love for his wife. Two weeks later, he left her for another woman. I am as convinced that his declaration was sincere as I am that he was a cipher to himself.

Love is blind and little did I know, you were just another dead end road. Paved with pretty lies and broken dreams.