Quotes About Discontent

Some people meditate because they are sick and tired of their life, of the world, of the way people abuse each other and abrogate each other's freedoms.

I looked at the faces around me and I knew mine was like theirs. Faces with the blood drained away, tight faces, worried, lost. Faces like flowers torn from their roots and stuffed into a pretty vase, the colours draining fast. I had to get away from that town.

Nobody crossed him without a battle. He disliked almost everything, particularly his wife, his children, his neighbours, his church, his priest, his town, his state, his country, and the country from which he emigrated. Nor did he give a damn for the world either, or the sun or the stars, or the universe, or heaven or hell. But he liked women.

He was intolerant of quiet," says Walter Map, "and did not hesitate to disturb almost half of Christendom.

Nothing vexes me so much in stupidity as the fact that it is better pleased with itself than any reason can reasonably be. It is unfortunate that wisdom forbids you to be satisfied with yourself and trust yourself, and always sends you away discontented and diffident, whereas opinionativeness and heedlessness fill their hosts with rejoicing and assurance.

Zimmerman había sido un hombre que se deleitaba con lo espantosa que era su vida, y prefería quejarse a cambiarla.

employers sense in me a denial of their values...they fear me. i suspect that they can see that i am forced to function in a century which i loathe.

Charlie's face twists into a snarl and he starts to rant. "You ungrateful bitch, I've worked my ass to the bone for you and the kids, two college tuitions, the fancy house you had to have in Swellesley, the Escalade you begged for because you thought it would make you look cool in front of Electra.

He knew he was limited, and he hated it.

I poured out the torrent of my long-standing discontent and I challenged them to do and dare anything.

Move thy tongue, For silence is a sign of discontent.

Do you ever want to talk away from your life?... Do you ever think this life is not exactly what you had planned? Do you ever crave something, anything that could wake you up?

There is nothing quite like this novel with its rage and ragings, its discontent and angry restlessness. Wuthering Heights is a virgin's story.

Wandering down the street in an aimless sort of way, cold too, in a dress from last night that made young men stop and stare in the street, Charity Hill found herself hating the single life for the very first time.

The story of my life can be told in silver: in chocolate mills, serving spoons, and services for twelve. The story of my life has nothing to do with me. The story of my life is things. Things that aren't mine, that won't ever be mine. It's all I've ever known. I wish it wasn't.

True life is elsewhere

Estoy harto de este matasiete de salón, con su cordón rojo y su desvergüenza camuflada tras una seca cortesía que a nadie engaña. Si me anda buscando, es hora de que me encuentre.

Entiende que la fortuna no es sino infortunio interminable, por el desasosiego de adquirirla y guardarla y por la desolación que acompaña el perderla.

Bullshit, as usual

There are many roads to hate, but envy is the shortest of them all.

We're a fucked up generation

There were moments bristling with deadness, when she looked out at her life and went 'what?' Or worse, feeling interrupted and tires, 'wha-?' It had taken on the shape of a terrible mistake. She hadn't been given the proper tools to make a real life with, she decided, that was it.

So ambitious men, if they find the way open for their rising, and still get forward, they are rather busy than dangerous; but if they be checked in their desires, they become secretly discontent, and look upon men and matters with an evil eye, and are best pleased, when things go backward.

Don't even get me started about how much I hate the Internet, 'cause I'll rant for hours about this.