Quotes About Discontent

When you have a plan in your mind of what the best life is for you, but it doesn't match your life, you have pain.

When what you value and dream about doesn't match the life you are living, you have pain.

The difficult child is the child who is unhappy. He is at war with himself; and in consequence, he is at war with the world.

Molly grabbed a vase off the mantel and flung it at the wall, knocking it into a painting of a mountain scene. The vase shattered and the picture frame swayed back and forth on the wall, taunting her with an image of what life was supposed to be like. . .

Listen, you don't want me. Only you don't know it. You just think you do. I've been thrown out of a lot of places.

Nowhere is there a sense of peace.

Nowhere could I find peace.

Whatever the opposite of fine is, that's what I am.

Why am I hopping around like some trained dog trying to please people I hate?

Myself? That's no good, either.

Desperate feelings can swivel into loathing.

In 1962, the smallest things were upsetting to authority. It wasn't the Civil Rights Movement. It wasn't the Anti-war Movement. It was something else, but it was a harbinger of what was to come.

I am a genius. Then it amused me to keep saying so, but now it does not. I expected to be happy sometime. Now I know I shall never be.

I feel like sometimes that I was not meant for this society.

When I was growing up, I just wanted to be somewhere else. I didn't like living in Knockemstiff, and I figured when I got older, I'd move off to some big city.

I always feel discontent, like there's somewhere else to go, somewhere else to be. I'm a very ambitious person.

I'm sour at times.

If I had a choice, I wouldn't be here… I wouldn't be anywhere.

Dear World, I am leaving because I am bored. I feel I have lived long enough. I am leaving you with your worries in this sweet cesspool. Good luck.

The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.

This didn't make me sad exactly - it was more a feeling that my own world was too simple, too smooth, too boring and worthless. The most I could do was have another name, Ninna Hori.

We weren't going anywhere, Nick said with a smile. He was trying to sound charming, but instead wound up sounding heavily sedated.

I'm too old to rage against the system. I just whine at it.

Homesick, Grace?" he asks, as they near the town. "Home always makes me sick," she says. "Drive on.