Quotes About Disillusionment

But what will he do when he sees only too clearly why his patient is ill; when he sees that it arises from having no love, only sexuality; no faith, because he is afraid to grope in the dark; no hope, because he is disillusioned by the world and by life; and no understanding, because he has failed to read the meaning of his own existence.

Because it's indicative of a tired mind-set. It's nothing more than mental jerking off: puffed-up officials trying to make order out of random acts when all around them their world is about to explode—but they just don't know it, or care. It's like trying to find the fly shit in the pepper. I mean, who cares?

He was like a god to her. What happens when your god dies? Sebastian wondered. When someone is your sun and moon and stars, and then you discover something, something that reveals a hitherto unknown weakness so fundamental, so shattering that it destroys not only your trust in the other person, but your respect, too. Some people never recover from that kind of disillusionment.

I have a grim outlook on the world, and in particular on humanity. Spent years denying it, but I am very misanthropic. And I live alone on a mountain for a reason.

I am in no mood to be deceived any longer by the crafty devil and false character whose greatest pleasure is to take advantage of everyone.

But what will he do when he sees only too clearly why his patient is ill; when he sees that it arises from his having no love, but only sexuality; no faith, because he is afraid to grope in the dark; no hope, because he is disillusioned by the world and by life; and no understanding, because he has failed to read the meaning of his own existence?

We have come back from Jerusalem where we found not what we sought!

How sad that we can now go up in aeroplanes and see that there are no gods upon the clouds.

Rock star. The words are so full of smoke and mirrors that it's impossible to find a real person behind them. But I am a rock star. I have the bank account of a rock star and the platinum records of a rock star and the girlfriend of a rock star. But I fucking hate that term, and hearing Mia pin it on me ups the level of my loathing to a new stratosphere.

La devastación me agarró desprevenido. Hay una diferencia entre perder algo que sabías que tenías y perder algo que descubriste que tenías. Uno es una desilusión. El otro se siente como perder una pieza de ti mismo.

I was tired of being in the charge of cruel and clueless adults. The world was upside down. The adults had abandoned their roles. They'd surrounded themselves in a cocoon of ignorance--and then told us we were screwed up. We couldn't trust them anymore. There was nobody out there watching out for us, taking care of us. We had to look out for ourselves.

I guess happily-ever-afters aren't meant for people like us," Elsinora said. She didn't know—none of us did yet—that there was no such thing as a happily-ever-after. Not for any of us.

He'd asked me to marry him. He'd kissed me. Twice. He said he loved me. What a scum, rat, dog bastard. I wouldn't sleep with him now if I was dying and the only thing that could save me was a penis injection from him.

The men crashed back through the store and Peter moved right to the racks of weapons. He pulled down a gorgeous high-powered rifle that was equipped with a sophisticated scope for sighting. "Ain't it a crime!" he ejaculated. "What?" Steve asked, confused by the man's sudden outburst. "The only person who could ever miss with this gun," Peter said, looking through the telescope, "is the sucker with bread enough to buy it.

Children think you are a god. You are the center of their universe, you can fix anything, you can shield them and protect them, and then one day they find out you can't.

Now and again he let out a sort of clipped, bitter laugh. "Good God, to have fought in '14 and then see this Ã¢â'¬Â¦

I have seen much of human beings over a long period, and I have learnt how little good to expect from them.

The trouble with you, Charles, is that basically you despise women, whereas I, in spite of some appearances to the contrary, do not. I don't despise women. I was in love with all Shakespeare's heroines before I was twelve. But they don't exist, dear man, that's the point. They live in the never-never land of art, all tricked out in Shakespeare's wit and wisdom, and mock us from there, filling us with false hopes and empty dreams. The real thing is spite and lies and arguments about money.

Yes, and I'm ready to wade through blood for him, but there is no blood, only a false sickly slime — I can't live in fogs and falsehoods, I must live in the open, I must find my way out, I must find someone else, and I have found someone else.

The presence of so many things which ought to have delighted her and been her friends brought home to Moy how little delight she could now feel and how alienated she now was from all the beings to which she had once felt so close.

Tuesday? My whole concept of the future had crumpled.

Mi problema consiste en que siempre que percibo o hago realidad algo que creía que quería, sea una novia, un piso, un empleo, educación, dinero y así sucesivamente, simplemente me parece tan aburrido y estéril, que ya no lo puedo valorar.

Schopenhauer was right: Life has to be about disillusionment stumbling inexorably towards the totally fucked.

Fuck that: take shagging n peeve oot ay the equation n yir left wi the sqare root ay swee fuck all!