Quotes About Resignation

I am no longer a reasoning creature; I have no will, unless it be the will never to decide.

I have lost all that bound me to life; now death smiles on me as a nurse smiles on the child she is about to rock to sleep; now welcome death!" No sooner had this idea taken possession of the unhappy young man than he became more calm and resigned;

it means resignation, madam, the first of all the virtues.

Dantès in his cell heard the noise of preparation,—sounds that at the depth where he lay would have been inaudible to any but the ear of a prisoner, who could hear the splash of the drop of water that every hour fell from the roof of his dungeon. He guessed something uncommon was passing among the living; but he had so long ceased to have any intercourse with the world, that he looked upon himself as dead.

Certain things need not be said, and there's nothing, not a whisper, prayer, not a sacrifice, not a payment of any price, that would change what's about to happen.

Sally...can no longer think of love as a reality, or even as a possibility, however remote.

I'm fated to lose everyone I ever love, April said. I already know that. Of course you are, Jet responded in her calm, measured tone. That's what it means to be alive.

Some things aren't destined to be no matter how you might want them.

He was withdrawing. I think it was getting harder for him to accept his fate. Like a bird in a cage, he grew silent.

for things without remedy must be without regard.

You can't change what's meant to be

It was at this time that she entirely gave up on reading. The covers of books looked like coffins to her, either shabby or ornate, and what was inside them might as well have been dust.

You're dead and you have to accept it.

He was not afraid, in fact he was content to go: So much that had been pleasurable in his life was now beyond his capacity, and that he could not bear.

No more to say, and nothing to weep for

I am miserable now—not feeling unhappiness, just lack of life coming to me and coming out of me—resignation to getting nothing and seeking nothing, staying behind shell. The glare of unknown love, human, unhad by me,—the tenderness I never had. I don't want to be just a nothing, a sick blank, withdrawal into myself forever. I just want something, beside the emptiness I've carried around in me all my life.

Good-bye -- if you hear of my being stood up against a stone wall and shot to rags please know that I think that a pretty good way to depart this life. It beats old age, disease or falling down the cellar stairs.

Oh well," sighed Glokta. "A man has to have hope doesn't he?" "Of course sir," muttered the servant, heading for the door. Does he?

I don't intend to rush at the grave, believe me." "Few do. The grave swallows us all regardless.

I wish I'd met you sooner,' he said. 'Things might be different.' 'You didn't and they're not. So let's take what we can get , eh?

In the few moments I lay awake after finally lying down, the thought came to me that the next time I closed my eyes could well be the last. And partly because of the drug hangover, mostly because of the past day's horrors, I found that I really didn't give a shit.

After six hours in the car, he felt no panic, only a kind of numb wonder. On some level he had come to view his situation as almost natural. Sooner or later a black car came for everyone. It came and took you away from your loved ones, and you never got to go back.

Maybe she had found everything the world had to offer her: a notion very like despair.

After what happened with Valerie "Santamaria" Statham, I had expected his stress level to go through the roof, but true to his habit of surprising everybody, he tendered his resignation and just walked away "to pursue other opportunities".