Quotes About Resignation

Don't take on about her, Gabriel. What difference does it make whose sweetheart she is, since she can't be yours?' 'That's the very thing I say to myself,' said Gabriel.

She had the hard, half-apathetic expression of one who deems anything possible at the hands of time and chance, except perhaps fair play

Yes, 'tis rather a rum course," said Venn, in the bland tone of one comfortably resigned to sins he could no longer overcome.

Capitulation—

They sat in a row on the couches and in wheelchairs listening to the radio, their faded eyes fixed on the fish or on nothing or something they saw a long time ago. Francis would always remember the shuffle of feet on linoleum in the hot and buzzing day, and the smell of stewed tomatoes and cabbage from the kitchen, the smell of old people like meat wrappers dried in the sun, and always the radio.

Ralph died," Dolarhyde said. "I don't think he liked it very much.

thought Aschenbach. He's probably not long for this world. And he refused to analyze a certain feeling of satisfaction, or reassurance, which accompanied this thought. He

He sees her standing at the end of a passage in her life, without any next step to take—all her bets are in, she has only the tedium now of being knocked from one room to the next, a sequence of numbered rooms whose numbers do not matter, till inertia brings her to the last. That's all.

It's not your fault. Don't think that. It's just fate.

When she is not serving she sits on a stool with her face turned, always, to the window. Her dark-ringed eyes search among and follow after the people passing, but not as if she was looking for somebody. Perhaps, fifteen years ago, she was; but now the pose has become a habit. You can tell from her air of fatigue and hopelessness that she must have given them up for the last ten years, at least.…

Aku tahu di dunia ini kadang kita harus menerima fakta yang tidak ingin kita percayai

Jeff just didn't much give a shit after that. He'd done all he could, achieved everything a man could ever hope to—materially, romantically, paternally—and still it came to nothing, still he was left alone and powerless, with empty hands and heart. Back to the beginning; yet why begin at all, if his best efforts would inevitably prove futil

Compare these accomplishments with the premature resignation of people you know in their thirties or forties, who behave as if their lives have settled into a dull routine and who see little opportunity to change and evolve.

I sipped my own, knowing again that everything in the world was ashes. Cold, and spent, and not quite worth the effort.

You can't fix things, can you, Louis said. We always want to. But we can't.

One of the first businesses of a sensible man is to know when he is beaten, and to leave off fighting at once.

Hidden in our problems is a bit of still undeveloped personality, a precious fragment of the psyche. Without this, we face resignation, bitterness and everything else that is hostile to life.

This paraphrase not only sounds rationalistic but is meant to be so, for despite every effort the modern mind no longer understands our two-thousand-year-old theological language unless it "accords with reason." As a result, the danger that lack of understanding will be replaced by lip-service, affectation, and forced belief or else by resignation and indifference has long since come to pass.

This is happening with more frequency," her mother said. The words weren't said in anger, but in a kind of martyred resignation.

No pity, I cannot bear that. I have lived far beyond the age of most men. Though it is always better not to see your end walking down the road towards you.

Meus dias são sempre como uma véspera de partida. Movimento-me entre as pontas como quem sabe que daqui a pouco já não vai estar presente. As malas estão prontas, as despedidas foram feitas. Caminhando de um lado para outro na plataforma da estação, só me resta olhar as coisas lerdo e torvo, sem nenhuma emoção, nenhuma vontade de ficar.

Nada tiene arreglo: evidencia que hay que llevar con asco y resignación.

Never mind,' says the old woman. 'It won't hurt for long. You'll go crazy, or they'll hang you. Easy as that, really.

I stubbed my toe going to the gallows