Quotes About Resignation

A ljudi kupuju tu plastiku i te sli?ice, pa se igraju time kao djeca. Nije to baš mala stvar, bacati uvijek nove senzacije u gladnu fantaziju špitala. Treba tu osobita metoda da bi se išibali ovi klonuli živci i ova rezignacija.

It represented a world I didn't know, the opposite of where I was—and I hated where I was. I hated the poverty, the cigarette smoke, the drug use, the embarrassment, the loneliness. And Diana Ross was promising me that there was a world that wasn't stained with sadness and resignation. Somewhere there was a world that was sensual and robotic and hypnotic. And clean.

I loved him in the way that one loves those who no longer matter: poignantly.

If you were surprised when Nixon resigned, just watch what happens when I whup Foreman's behind!

We're all going to die, aren't we?" Zoë asked. Phil shrugged. "It's not really a big deal, dying.

Your coldness serves to emphasize my own inadequacy, and makes me feel that the best solution might be to expire.

Once a state has completely withered away, it is an extremely difficult task to re-create it, as Blackwell quickly discovered. If Blackwell had been under any illusions that the Quakers were a meek and passive people, he was in for a rude surprise. He was to find very quickly that devotion to peace, to liberty, and to individualism in no sense implies passive resignation to tyranny. Quite the contrary.

Only death can calm the mind completely.

We are powerless and we take pleasure in being so.

I don't have empathy, Sahara. I can't feel for those who are going to die. It would be akin to asking a falcon to take flight when his wings had long been hacked off.

I don't mind," he whispered. "If I had a soul, I'd probably wind up in hell anyway.

It was beyond him to resign himself to some simple, cynical generality about life. Had he been able to do so, he would have been more comfortable. But because he could not, the heaviness in his heart persisted.

I remember that on the day before you left, I told you that I wanted to change my way of life, and you asked me why I didn't resign from my company right away. This is no place for me to go into details, but I really do want another kind of life. But here, too, I seem incapable of doing anything. That I myself at times become tired of my own weakness is, I'm afraid, no consolation to you.

Still-there's no use trying to figure why things fall the way they do. Things just are, and fussing don't bring changes.

Fatalism is the lazy man's way of accepting the inevitable.

You know," she murmured, "we're all heading straight to hell." "Yes," said Masako, giving her a bleak look. "It's like riding downhill with no brakes." "You mean, there's no way to stop?" "No, you stop all right - when you crash.

see, we been doing things wrong for so long now that it all starts to feel okay after a while, you know, like this is how it oughta be.

When things like this happen there's just nothing to be done about it; even suffering itself is a mere waste of time.

By mid-afternoon, Villeneuve was forced to abandon any hope of getting his fleet out before dusk.

He turned away, unable to watch as Fournier lowered the colours

This is not a question of confidence or lack of it. It is my will. Remember that we live in Russia, not abroad... and therefore I shall not consider the possibility of any resignation.

The shocked silence of last night had given way to mutterings which had become resignation, then calm acceptance: Uaithne had killed a Brigannon, yes, had plunged them all into a feud with another tribe that might be the death of them all before spring, but she was also Echraidhe, one of them, their sister, and her madness-if it was madness-was bright and proud and beautiful.

This was how it would be for her, she realised when Edwin king decided he no longer needed a seer. She would stand, plump and fed and brushed like a sacrificial cow, with gilded horns and a ribbon around her neck, too stupid to know she was being led to slaughter.

Austeridad, resignación, modestia, según el dogma moderno, son servidumbres ideológicas.