Quotes About Discontent

That was totally not fair.

I hate school.

When you are The Other, you begin to resent the majority and look for ways to piss them

The trouble is the kind of guy I want to go out with doesn't even exist... Like a rugged, chain-smoking, intellectual, adventurer guy who's really serious, but also really funny and mean...

Those people cannot enjoy comfortably what God has given them because they see and covet what He has not given them. All of our discontents for what we want appear to me to spring from want of thankfulness for what we have.

Discontent is only the fear of missing something. Content is the knowledge that you aren't missing anything worth-while.

Armand pushed his omelette away after one bite. It was moist, with aged Comté cheese and tarragon. Just as he remembered it. Just as he liked it. But not today.

How many times do we all have to do this? Get up, go to school, again? Before everyone admits it's a crap idea?

Since nobody is in a position to substitute his own value judgments for those of the acting individual, it is vain to pass judgment on other people's aims and volitions. No man is qualified to declare what would make another man happier or less discontented.

Who spit in your porridge?

I look at you and I see this amazing, beautiful thing. All these books and songs are written about people looking for the love of their life and never fining it, and we've got it and it isn't worth a damn to you.

Something was missing. I couldn't tell you what it was if you asked but it was off. And if you think of a relationship as a living entity, I guess it's one thing if the missing two percent is, like, a fingernail. But when it's the heart, that's a whole different ball of wax.

He wondered why, after years of wanting to stand at the very top, he felt so goddamned empty.

For him, petulance was a pastime.

Some people make it their life's work, being unhappy.

We the uninformed, working for the inaccessible, are doing the impossible for the ungrateful!

Oh, God, you bore me this morning," my wife said. "I've been bored for the last six years," I said. I took a cab to the airport and an afternoon plane back to the city. We had been married twelve years and had been lovers for two years before our marriage, making a total of fourteen years in all that we had been together, and I never saw her again.

Oh, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care! I don't care what happens, as long as everything doesn't go on repeating itself!

I don't wanna to play this game anymore.

I hate your lies and I'm so over your truths.

I made most of all this sorrow. I tried to brave this discontent, but now I'm through. I'm letting go of you.

'Loose my attitude?' It's not an attitude. I'm sick of being unappreciated. I'd love to see where you'd be with out me.

Having to do everything and nobody does nothing is irritating. Being unappreciated is irritating. Ungrateful people are irritating.

I hate when you hit a certain level of being unappreciated and you finally notice it...then you don't know what to do, stay or leave?