Quotes About Discontent

Polly's no company for him, really, you can see that, and in many ways she seems dreadfully on his nerves. She's so insular, you know, nothing is right for her, she hates the place, hates the people, even hates the climate. Boy at least is very cosmopolitan, speaks beautiful Italian, prepared to be interested in the local folk-lore and things like that, but you can't be interested quite alone and Polly is so discouraging. Everything seems rot to her and she only longs for England.

I am a liar. All is not well. Not at all.

It annoyed me more and not less because I didn't have a good reason for being annoyed. I couldn't even come up with anything to say about it.

Als bungeejumpen van de hoogste klif ter wereld je geweldig lijkt, zou je dit ook fantastisch vinden. Ik vond het persoonlijk niks.

Ads do not sell sex—that would be counterproductive, if it meant that heterosexual women and men turned to one another and were gratified. What they sell is sexual discontent.

The last thing the consumer index wants men women to do is to figure out how to love one another: The 1.5$ trillion retail-sales industry depends on sexual estrangement between men and women, and is fueled by sexual dissatisfaction. Ads do not sell sex—that would be counterproductive, [...] What they sell is sexual discontent.

Dunces and blockheads live in a state of perpetual envy.

El cazurro y el zoquete viven en un estado de perenne envidia.

That was the way things were. It was like she was mad all the time. Not how a kid gets mad quick so that soon it is all over - but in another way. Only there was nothing to be mad at. Unless the store. But the store hadn't asked her to take the job. So there was nothing to be mad at. It was like she was cheated. Only nobody had cheated her. So there was nobody to take it out on. However, just the same she had that feeling. Cheated.

She did not know why she was sad, but because of this peculiar sadness, she began to realize she ought to leave the town.

It wasn't that Mattie didn't believe in God. She did, she most surely did. She just didn't like some of the things He did, is all.

She was tired hugging pillows, counting on blankets for warmth, and reliving romantic moments only in her dreams. She was tired of hoping that everyday would hurry so she could get on to the next. Hoping that it would be a better day, an easier day. But it never was.

Your happiness makes me jealous and unhappy. I am a bitter and twisted human being.

Cities are for burning, not for living in.

Good-bye, Davita. Be discontented with the world. But be respectful at the same time.

We might be on the same page, but I wasn't happy about reading it.

Do I look like I have anything ? I asked him, in a reasonable voice. He looked as unnerved as the nurse had. He said, Sorry, and backed away. I took a step after him. I screamed, I HAVE NOTHING! And then I said, in a perfectly calm voice, See, I never had anything to start with.

We might be on the same page, but I wasn't happy about reading it.

It always seems to me that I should feel well in the place where I am not.

I do not like Melbourne in its present state.

A lot of these dudes in metal, they're just mad at the world because, like... who even knows?

I became the face of the franchise in Miami, and I don't think they wanted me to be that. The respect was just never there.

I was fed up with the situation I found myself in in the 1960s. I didn't like being a barrister's wife and going out to dinner with other professional people and dealing with middle class life. It seemed claustrophobic.

when you hate daylight, when you hate anything, you will develop a certain ambiguity about life and you get reckless in your habits.