Quotes About Resignation

The conflict between who we are and who we want to be is at the core of the human struggle. Duality, in fact, lies at the very center of the human experience. Life and death, good and evil, hope and resignation coexist in every person and exert their force in every facet of our lives. If we know courage, it is because we have also experienced fear; if we can recognize honesty, it is because we have encountered deceit. And yet most of us deny or ignore our dualistic nature.

he walked, he wrapped his arms around his thin frame for warmth and tried to find resignation. It's just rain. This is nothing important. I accept it. I'm at peace. But resignation was empty peace, with no real satisfaction. What else could he try? Reverence.

I am gone quite mad with the knowledge of accepting the overwhelming number of things I can never know, places I can never go, and people I can never be.

I have not asked for life. But I try to accept whatever life brings without surprise. And I shall depart again without having questioned anyone about my strange stay here on earth.

Ah well, I suppose it has come to this... Such is life.

The one thing life has taught me is that most people spend their lives bottled up inside their houses doing the things they hate.

now in her eyes the knowledge that this was futile, that this had always been futile

Military and naval officers take, in addition, an oath to obey the lawful orders of their superiors. Such an oath has never been understood to be eternal in its obligations. It is dissolved by the death, dismissal, or resignation of the officer who takes it; and such resignation is not a mere optional right, but becomes an imperative duty when continuance in the service comes to be in conflict with the ultimate allegiance due to the sovereignty of the State to which he belongs.

Anjoli had the look of a deer that was told that if it smiled hard enough, the oncoming truck would stop.

some mornings... I sit at the kitchen table shaking salt into the hairs on my arm, and a feeling shoves up in me: it's finished. Everything went past without me.

He sensed between them an understanding too deep to articulate: the unspeakable knowledge that everything is lost.

It wasn't her problem to solve; it was Kevin's. Let God fix him. After repeating the words for months, she finally understood what they meant. Let go and let God.

The problem was that there was no treatment. No cure. There was nothing that...any medical professional could do. If I'd been fully human, I would have been a dead girl walking....

Where are you going?" I asked him. [...] "To hell, eventually," Jameson answered. "Probably the wine cellar, for now.

I don't want to hear about the cardinal again. Because the thing of it is, that cardinal was dead either way, whether he came inside or not. Maybe he knew it, and maybe that's why he decided to crash into the glass a little harder than normal that day. He would have died in here, only slower, because that's what happens when you're a Finch. The marriage dies. The love dies. The people fade away. I

There was a time when I'd hoped… But it would never have done. I was an old fool ever to think of it, and it's better this way.

As far as I am concerned, I resign from humanity. I no longer want to be, nor can still be, a man. What should I do? Work for a social and political system, make a girl miserable? Hunt for weaknesses in philosophical systems, fight for moral and esthetic ideals? It's all too little. I renounce my humanity even though I may find myself alone. But am I not already alone in this world from which I no longer expect anything?

Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy.

S vremenom se pomirio sa sudbinom, pa mu je sjeta bila sla?a od svagdanjih radosti.

He didn't pray for Catherine's soul to haunt him. Time bought resignation, and a melancholy sweeter than common joy. He recalled her memory with ardent, tender love, and hopeful aspiring to the better world; where he doubted not she was gone.

He threw in the towel before we were tested. Maybe because he didn't want to be tested. Maybe because he assumed we would fail. Maybe because, at the time, he just didn't love me enough.

I do not expect to get what I want, so I don't. And I don't even try.

The feeling of leaving, even when you don't want to. The feeling that sometimes things just can't be fixed.

Sometimes I suspect that what had really happened was that we became more resigned, more cynical, raised our pain thresholds as we lowered our expectations. All in all, settled for less.