Quotes About Dejected

You are overwhelmed, overscheduled, and dejected because you keep trying to have it all - or at least most of it. You want a fulfilling job and personal life, and it's not working. The way out? Work more.

Are you dejected? here is comfort; are you sinful? here is righteousness; are you led away with present contentments? here you have honours, and pleasures, and all in Christ Jesus.

Many men are melancholy by hearing music, but it is a pleasing melancholy that it causeth; and therefore to such as are discontent, in woe, fear, sorrow, or dejected, it is a most present remedy.

none of them were happy.

He grew morose, and felt himself half overcome by funk

There is nothing potent like HOPE. Moreover, the efficacy of EXPECTATION is unimaginable. Besides, the workability of LIVING FAITH is unfailing. As a matter of fact, whoever that sticks to all of them cannot and will never feel dejected, frustrated or depressed in life. So, I urge you, dare to get used to hope, expectation and living faith. And for life never let go of all of them. Irrespective of whatever that may come your way subsequently.

You sure do look forlorn,

triste comme une maison démeublée ;

his shoulders slumped as though he were a human-shaped balloon that had just lost half of its air.

It is getting toward dinner time and people are straggling back to their rooms with that weary, dejected air which comes from earning a living honestly.

Sullivan sat with his head down and his arms hanging between his legs, as if he'd received a slip of paper in a game of charades that said Dejected.

He slumps back in his chair, distraught.

I have described, in the second chapter, the gait and appearance of a dog when cheerful, and the marked antithesis presented by the same animal when dejected and disappointed, with his head, ears, body, tail, and chops drooping, and eyes dull.

My soul is dead.

haunches, looking dejected. "Where's the other monkey?" I asked him. Carl looked up. The monkey was in a tree. "What's he doing there?" Carl shrugged. "This was a stupid idea," I said to Diesel. "Yeah, but at least you walked off your sausage-and-egg sandwich. It would have gone straight to your ass." "I'm going back to Gail's house, and then

I felt exhausted, and worried, and friendless and hopeless and everything-else-less.

I see a squashed soda can on the side of the rode. And I know how it must feel. Used up and discarded.