Quotes About Resignation

Thanks anyway,' Vanderdecker repeated, and wandered off to have a stare at the sea. It was his equivalent to beating his head repeatedly against a wall.

After fifteen years I have decided to resign my membership of the Dennis The Menace Fanclub. It brought me no benefits worth mentioning.

You weren't listening. I asked you why you decided to quit." Leaphorn had said nothing for a while. "Just tired." Thatcher had shaken his head. "You're going to miss it." "No, you get older. Or wiser. You realize it doesn't really make any difference.

Hun gav sig omsider til at elske verden, men kun fordi den skulle udslettes sammen med hende.

I think I will drink my hemlock now....

BARBARA: You're never coming back to me, are you, Bill? BILL: Never say never, but . . . BARBARA: But no. BILL: But no.

I'm fresh out of fucks to give.

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I'm tired of fighting … I can't fight any more." Those were his last words.

If she could only give up, relax, and live in the perfect knowledge that there was no hope.

When I was 19 and I had lots of hope. Now, of course, I have none whatever. One wouldn't. One doesn't. I have a hope for a painless death. That's all that bothers me. Paul Bowles to Richard de Combray

The telemarketers who called her up now seemed either desperate or resigned to the point of a mindless drone, until Judith, who had time on her hands and ice in her heart, engaged them in dark conversations that always got her removed from their lists.

I heard them complain sometimes, but it was the ineffectual bitching of people who didn't expect anything about their situation to ever change, and who wouldn't know what to do with themselves if it did.

Why not simply surrender to one's doom, since one was so clearly, so spectacularly, doomed?

She wanted to ask, How long? A year? Less more? Any time? But she had lived long enough to know that you did not ask questions to which there were no answers and which you didn't want answered.

Bunt was disgustedly drinking a pint of beer, eyeing the table with resentment, the dishes of sticky pork and soggy and wilted lettuce, the black vegetables, the gray broth, the purple meat. On one dish of yellow meat was a severed chicken's head, its eyes blinded, its scalloped comb torn like a red rag.

I think that, with age, people come to realize that death is inevitable. And we need to learn to face it with serenity, wisdom and resignation. Death often frees us from a lot of senseless sufferings.

They were so ignorant, so naive, so resigned to their lot. They refused to believe anything that didn't fit in with what they were used to believing.

I had never heard her sound so calm, so resigned to her fate. She said she was neither happy nor unhappy, and that was why she couldn't go on.

and when the hour is come that has been set for each of us before ever we can walk or talk, then what need of mourning?

Shikataganai, she added. It can't be helped.

she had stopped hoping to meet

If mankind's destined to bite the bullet, let's bite it and be damned.

Necross: The wound! It will prove fatal -- but -- I am not worried! Cerebus: Really? Why not? Necross: Because that means I'll be dead in a few minutes . . . OOPS . . . better make that a few . . . seconds . . .