Quotes About Resignation

I decided as long as I'm going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly.

This is the backward hemisphere. Underdeveloped. The realm of the second-class (save for an upper crust, with their silvered spoons). This is the kingdom of poverty, of disease and the starving peasant...the hemisphere of silence...of patient resignation...up to a point.

An office is a machine for dying.

Shake your fist all you want but dead is dead.

I think I might as well give up being a candidate. There are so many people in the country who don't like me.

Eine Viertelstunde später saß Rjuchin gänzlich einsam vor einer Zärte, leerte dazu ein Glas nach dem andern und war sich bewußt, daß er in seinem Leben nichts mehr ändern, sondern nur noch vergessen konnte.

If you don't know how to die, don't worry; Nature will tell you what to do on the spot, fully and adequately. She will do this job perfectly for you; don't bother your head about it.

If you do not know how to die, never trouble yourself; nature will in a moment fully and sufficiently instruct you; she will exactly do that business for you; take no care for it.

he was coming to understand he could not come to rectify anything in his life, only forget.

The weary man knows it. And without regret he leaves the mists of the earth, its swamps and rivers, with a light heart he gives himself into the hands of death, knowing that she alone can bring him peace.

understanding and admitting to himself that nothing in his life could be repaired any more, that all he could do was to forget.

A quarter of an hour later, Ruikhin sat in complete solitude, hunched over his bream, drinking glass after glass, understanding and recognizing that it was no longer possible to set anything right in his life, that it was only possible to forget.

Well? If I must die, I must! The loss to the world will not be great; and I myself am already downright weary of everything. I am like a guest at a ball, who yawns but does not go home to bed, simply because his carriage has not come for him. But now the carriage is here... Good-bye!...

But what had happened, had happened, and it was no longer possible to right anything.

First he sympathized with Cuba, then with China, and when the cruelty of their regimes began to appall him, he resigned himself with a sigh to a sea of words with no weight and no resemblance to life.

I think a lot of people, they don't love their jobs but they don't hate them enough to quit. So they're like, "Eh."

Keep your love, I have no use for it anymore.

She understood his eyes, colder than winter's heart. A man who knew he was dead and couldn't make himself care; you are spared that. Mashiara. His lost love.

Paul LePage has become a terrible embarrassment to the state I live in and love. If he won't govern, he should resign.

Maybe I should quit the business. There's no one left for me to love. Mama's dead. Mr. Burns couldn't care less about me. What's left?

I can't make you love me, if you don't.

You might be looking for reasons but there are no reasons.

When you leave, weary of me, without a word I shall gently let you go.

How could she ever understand that there isn't any way could be disappointed since I no longer find anything worth looking forward to?