Quotes About Discontent

So the very first step on the path to blessedness is to be confronted by the spectre of meaninglessness… by inner discontent, sadness, anxiety, regret, frustration, depression. Confucius put it succinctly: "No vexation, no enlightenment; no anxiety, no illumination." (Analects 7:8)

My teachers at school said I had a good brain and wanted me to go to university, but my mother thought it was a silly idea. She said too much education was not good for women. They needed to know how to run a home and a family, and being educated only made them discontent. I'm afraid she's hopelessly old-fashioned in her ideas.

Así piensa el bogotano. Eso piensa. «Que, salvo mi casa de dos pisos, la ciudad siga siendo una cloaca». «Que todos, menos yo, cojan una neumonía de estas que están arrasando con la ciudad». «Que si finalmente se va a caer Bogotá, hoy lunes 31 de agosto, que entonces se les caiga sólo a ellos».

Muttering, "Fuck it," he threw his finger away. It hit the wall. He heard the quiet thunk through the sounds of helicopters. Must

There's something wrong with regular people. They're far from being the best creatures in the world.

He clearly regarded finding the glove compartment locked now as a disappointing development. Like arriving someplace for dinner, assuming you'd be welcome, and finding your place setting in the cupboard.

was that what people had thought of as the good big one now would become the shitty little one. Worse, the quickest way to beget a new desire, Bea knew, was to satisfy an old one, and each new desire had a way of becoming more expensive than the last. If she was foolish enough to gratify her customers' current demands, who knew what they'd dream up next?

In these difficult years, America has suffered from a fever of words: from inflated rhetoric that promises more than it can deliver; from angry rhetoric that fans discontents into hatreds; from bombastic rhetoric that postures instead of persuading.

Jason hated being an old man.

Uuugggggghhhhh...

Or else she stayed in and nursed a mood with which she was becoming too familiar for her own comfort and peace of mind. It was not despair; but it seemed to her as if life were passing by, leaving its promise broken and unfulfilled.

She wanted to destroy something. The crash and clatter were what she wanted to hear.

Or else she stayed indoors and nursed a mood with which she was becoming too familiar for her own comfort and peace of mind. It was not despair; but it seemed to her as if life were passing by, leaving its promise broken and unfulfilled.

The end result of all this was that many of us, by middle age, arrived at the state we were trying most to avoid: we bored our husbands, who had done their fair share in helping reduce us to this condition, and they wandered off to younger, greener pastures.

Repress those who complain, rather than address their discontents.

stomped off.

You're just a young kid. What are you doin' here? You oughta be out in a convertible, why… bird-doggin' chicks and bangin' beaver. What are ya doin' here, for Christ's sake? What's funny about that? Jesus, I mean, you guys do nothin' but complain about how you can't stand it in this place here and then you haven't got the guts just to walk out!

damn this world that just won't hold still for us!

There is power in ambition, pleasure in luxury...but envy can gain nothing but vexation.

Prayers born out of murmuring are always dangerous. When, therefore, we are in a discontented mood, let'us take care what we cry for, lest God give it to us, and thereby punish us.

The use of violence as an instrument of persuasion is therefore inviting and seems to the discontented to be the only effective protest.

Thou art the Mars of malcontents.

I 'gin to be aweary of the sun,And wish the estate o' the world were now undone.

He receives comfort like cold porridge.