Quotes About Disillusionment

I thought I knew you," she snapped. "I thought you were a good man, down deep" Cett shook his head. "The good men are all dead, Allrianne. They died inside that city.

It had been like discovering that Santa Claus was secretly a Nazi.

He had failed. No, his faith had failed him. Nothing was left to him. It was all. Just. Gone.

I've been deceived too often; I've ceased to form attachments, to permit myself to feel attractions.

Isabel, as she herself grew older, became acquainted with revulsions, with disgusts; there were days when the world looked black and she asked herself with some sharpness what it was that she was pretending to live for.

She lost herself in infinite dismay when she thought of the magnitude of his deception.

He is trying to recapture his innocence, yet all he succeeds in doing (by writing) is to inoculate the world with a virus of his disillusionment.

From the time you wake up until the moment you go to bed it's all a lie, all a sham and a swindle. Everybody knows it, and everybody collaborates in the perpetuation of the hoax. That's why we look so goddamned disgusting to one another.

Hope is a bad thing. It means that you are not what you want to be. It means that part of you is dead, if not all of you. It means that you entertain illusions. It's a sort of spiritual clap, I should say.

He's like a hero come back from the war, a poor maimed bastard living out the reality of his dreams. Wherever he sits himself the chair collapses; whatever door he enters the room is empty: whatever he puts in his mouth leaves a bad taste. Everything is just the same as it was before; the elements are unchanged, the dream is no different than the reality. Only, between the time he went to sleep and the time he woke up, his body was stolen.

What if at the last moment, when the banquet table is set and the cymbals clash, there should appear suddenly, and wholly without warning, a silver platter on which even the blind could see that there is nothing more, and nothing less, than two enormous lumps of shit.

The ten-o' clock breakfasters began to appear: nervous, little men, morose, preoccupied, who wiped their plates with crusts of bread; rude, massive women who, like primitive idols dug out of the soil, had grown rotten in the years; flowery dandies with repulsive faces, reminding him uncomfortably of illustrations in medical tracts.

I think of so many eminent men who visited these shores only to return to their native land saddened, disgusted and disillusioned. There is one thing America has to give, and that they are all in agreement about: MONEY.

Everybody around me was a failure, or if not a failure, ridiculous. Especially the successful ones. The successful ones bored me to tears.

Era como los hombres que han estado mucho tiempo en las trincheras, demasiado tiempo bajo el fuego. El sufrimiento humano ordinario, la envidia humana ordinaria, las ambiciones humanas ordinarias... eran mierda para mí.

I'll try a pagan friend, thought I, since Christian kindness has proved but hollow

Twenty years ago I wanted to move to a nice place so our Charley would grow up a nice boy and learn a profession. But instead we live in a jungle, so he can only be a wild animal. D'you think I picked the East Side like Columbus picked America?

I'll beat a bunch of good guys, and then I'll get a ton of fans come up to me and go, 'Do you think you can beat Conor McGregor?' And I'm like, 'Oh my God. You guys are disillusioned.' They think because this man's popular he's good.

When I was young, I was told: 'You'll see, when you're fifty.' I am fifty and I haven't seen a thing.

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.

And, in some ways I like traveling, in other ways I'm sort of fed up by the whole notion.

I'm a little tired of travelling the world, jaded as that may sound.

I remember going with my mom to a random garage sale as a kid and thinking what a cool treasure hunt that whole world was. Only to transition as an adult to think, 'What a gross place that really is.'

They didn't treat him right here. I know if I was him, I wouldn't come back.