Quotes About Bitterness

Resentment's appetite is never fulfilled.

have mixed a little bitterness with it, to the end, that seeing of what convenience it is, you might not too greedily and indiscreetly seek and embrace

If you did not have death, you would curse me incessantly for depriving you of it. Realizing its advantages, I have deliberately mixed a little bitterness into it to prevent you from embracing it too greedily and imprudently. To place you in the state of moderation I ask of you, of neither running from life nor fleeing from death, I have modulated them both between sweet and bitter.

Y fue el cochino afán del ahorro lo que agrió su carácter. El ahorro, cuando se hace a costa de una necesidad insatisfecha, ocasiona en los hombres acritud y encono.

Once there was a certain lady . . . And she had no children, and generally no happiness either. And so first she cried for a long time, and then she became wicked . . .

Sorbi cupa vieÅ£ii. Dar când sorbi, Pe dalbele-i chenare, Din ochii-nchiÅŸi, din ochii orbi, Curg lacrimile-amare. Când de pe ochi, pe-al morÅ£ii prag Smulgi ultima n?fram?, Vezi c? ÅŸi ce Å£i-a fost mai drag Ca v?lul se destram? Åži c? în golu-i aurit Din cupa cea m?iastr? Doar visul nostru l-am sorbit - Ea, nu era a noastr?. (Lermontov - Cupa vieÅ£ii )

En vivant votre misère, vous pouvez être malheureuse ou heureuse. C'est dans ce choix que consiste votre liberté. Vous êtes libre de fondre votre individualité dans la marmite de la multitude avec un sentiment de défaite, ou bien avec euphorie. (...) notre seule liberté est de choisir entre l'amertume et le plaisir. L'insignifiance de tout étant notre lot, il ne faut pas la porter comme une tare, mais savoir s'en réjouir. (ch. 43)

life itself is anything beyond a heartless little chimera- it is as real in its weariness and bitter heartache

I do not want to choose which one of you I must love or hate. Here, I am free to do neither. I want no part of your bitterness.

The problem with secret crushes: in the absence of requital the love turns bitter.

Love has both its gall and honey in abundance: it has sweetness to the taste, but it presents bitterness also to satiety.

Now no joy but lacks salt That is not dashed with pain And weariness and fault; I crave the stain Of tears, the aftermark Of almost too much love, The sweet of bitter bark And burning clove.

Have you ever been in love? Stay well clear. It leaves you very bitter and very twisted.

Hide in your heart a bitter thought, Still it has power to blight; Think Love, although you speak it not It gives the world more light.

If he had to bring all the bitterness and hatred of the world into his heart, he was not going to be in love with her again.

Love is bitter, death is sweet.

Habrá mucho dolor para todos nosotros; pero no todo será dolor, ni este dolor será el último. Nosotros y usted también, usted más que nadie, mi querido amigo, tendremos que pasar a través del agua amarga antes de llegar a la dulce. Pero debemos ser valientes y desinteresados, y cumplir con nuestro deber; todo saldrá bien.

The last great escape. I was done gambling, done betting on a ship that would never come in. I would cash in my chips while I was ahead. I didn't want to suffer the growing old, didn't want to wait until my memory went. It was all so tiresome. I would just go out in a blaze of glory before the parasites of sadness got at me and made me bitter. After that's the American way: take your own life before everything else takes it from you.

The war was being fought in an era of unlimited suspicion, and as Smith had so bitterly pointed out, simply to be suspected was just about as bad as to be convicted.

See to it that no one falls short of the grace of God and that no bitter root grows up to cause trouble and defile many.

He was bitter about many things, but not about God. He still prayed constantly. Still went to church. Still reminded her that God loved her and was watching.

Hurt gives way to bitterness, bitterness to anger. Travel too far that road and the way is lost.' He

Revenge is such a tiresome business.

Worse, she already knew that there were bitter people devoted to the morbid ideal of the presutural cannibalism of appeasement that they defined as peace