Quotes About Disillusionment

I always hoped I would be injured so I didn't have to dance any more.

When people get disillusioned and get insecure and content about the future, they tend to brood about what might have been.

I never believed in the institution of marriage, because ever since I was young, I had only seen marriages fall apart, or remain stuck in a rut.

The money doesn't interest me. I'm not enjoying MotoGP, and I'm retiring.

It's an interesting time that way. It's hard to meet good girls down here. It seems like they're all after something and interested in their own lives.

I don't think you should meet the people you most admire. I don't want reality to interfere with my image.

It made her question why human beings always appeared to be coming along so nicely as a whole when the bottom would fall out once again and they began collecting ears and filings from each other's heads.

Though I have no kids and Hollywood doesn't exist, I firmly believe, however, that it did exist. And like Rome, we are living amidst the fallen columns and clothes-lined courtyards, in the ruins of an empire of the self-enchanted which was once, briefly, more devastating than Caesar's and still brings respectable families to a hot, windy intersection in August to sigh with unnoticed despondence, "…Well…here we are…Hollywood and Vine.

That is The Answer, I thought to myself, that dumb moosh is why all those people are banging their heads against the walls. Well, I thought, I suppose they deserve it.

I did not become famous but I got near enough to smell the stench of success. It smelt like burnt cloth and rancid gardenias, and I realized that the truly awful thing about success is that it's held up all those years as the thing that would make everything all right. And the only thing that makes things even slightly bearable is a friend who knows what you're talking about.

Was this what she had shattered convention for; broken with her family, her friends? Everything she had ever known; doomed herself to eternal damnation, for the sake of what she had believed would be heaven on earth, and had turned out to be hell, here and now?

Cada vez tengo más deseos, y menos esperanzas.

perverted friends and clients.   Charles Martin tightened the collar of his jacket. Of all the months of the year

Yo ya no sé dónde meterme en el planeta. Ruido y bribonería es lo que encuentro por todas partes. Y elecciones. Este planetoide del Sistema Solar se la pasa los 365 días del año ejerciendo lo que llaman la «democracia», eligiendo hampones.

Tenemos los ojos cansados de tanto ver, y los oídos de tanto oír, y el corazón de tanto odiar.

I think his lies hurt most of all because they stripped down the possibility of belief. I guess that's what betrayal does.

No more Hope, no more Glory, no more parades for you and me…. Na poo, finny!

You can't go around hoping that most people have sterling moral characters. The most you can hope for is that people will pretend that they do.

Un abogado de mi edad, ¿no hubiese podido conocer, acaso, ciertas insinuaciones? Prescindiendo del hombre de negocios, muchas mujeres jóvenes habrían deseado excitar al hombre... Pero yo había perdido la fe en las criaturas, o, más que nada, en mi poder de gustar a alguna de ellas.

La révolution n'a pas de coeur, non. C'est une pute à la jupe fendue qui se fait attendre pendant des siècles et qui vous plante là, au moment où vous ommenciez à être excité. Une pute à la jupe fendue, et perverse au point de vous laisser voir tous ses appâts, pour que jamais plus vous ne puissiez les oublier.

Qué es un instante de dolor comparado con una vida llena de amargura y desilusión?

We read every day about the rich, the famous, the talented who are disillusioned. Many of them are turning to the occult, or Transcendental Meditation, or Eastern religions. Some are turning to crime. The questions they thought were answered are left dangling: What is man? Where did he come from? What is his purpose on this planet? Where is he going? Is there a God who cares? If there is a God, has He revealed Himself to man?

Our souls have a disease. It causes all the troubles and difficulties in the world. It causes all the troubles, confusions, and disillusionments in your own life. The name of the disease is . . . sin.

We've tried calling sin "errors" or mistakes" or "poor judgment," but sin itself has stayed the same. No matter how we try to salve our conscience, we've known all along that men are still sinners; and the results of sin are still disease, disappointment, disillusionment, despair, and death.