Quotes About Disappointment

One of the greatest tragedies of growing up is the discovery that your parents- and your teachers, and your sports heroes, and your favorite actors, singers, YouTube sensations- are fallible. Adults don't know all, and what they do know, they often won't tell you- because they've got their own agendas, or because they want to shield you from the hard truths "for your own good." Adults lie, they betray, they screw up in every way possible...

I took up space. I was a collection of cells and memories, awkward limbs and clumsy fashion crimes; I was the repository of my parents' expectations and evidence of their disappointments

When my son was born I had this dream that one day he might grow up to be a Nobel Prize winner. But I also had another dream that he might grow up to say, "Do you want fries with that?"

I had dreams of catching the ball for the final out in the World Series and being mobbed by my teammates. Well, I guess all my dreams didn't come true.

Just when she started to feel she was with a man who could carry his weight, he confessed that he was nuts and had to work on his issues by trotting over the mountains. Boy, could she pick 'em. Whatever saint was in charge of her love life was terrible at it.

Every woman has a moment in her life when she realizes she genuinely loves a guy, and he's just not worth it.

Even our deepest disappointments will ultimately prove to be gatekeepers for future delight.

The Cinderella story just never came true.

What a lying piece of dirt! ~ Eve

for their signatures, she returned visitors' passes with dexterity, if not pleasure. Nikki hoped to be the first person allowed inside, but she was disappointed.

How many men do y'all reckon there are in the world? What—three, maybe four billion, and of all of those potential mates, he's the bastard I picked to have kids with. I should have my head examined.

When One Person Can't Get What He Or She Wants, That Passion Can Turn Into Brutal Frustration And Anger ~ Jay McKnight

My mom can't even believe they got into Brandywine Hunt. My dad will be so pissed.

Judy felt dismayed. A half hour? She couldn't learn much about the gym in half an hour.

I thought about my brother. I hated him. Hated him like a child hates a fallen hero. I hated him for his unlimited potential and his failure to realize it. I hated him because I could see everything that was wonderful about him, how brilliant, how beautiful he was, and how he had turned his back on everything he could have been, cast it off like a designer suit for which he'd paid an obscene sum and never wore.

I feel that familiar niggle of not wanting to disappoint anyone, ever, for any reason. Another female quirk, isn't it? Always be polite, meet expectations, smile when you don't want to, cry instead of getting angry. Be pleasing.

Birdie wondered why that so often seemed to be the case—once you had what you wanted, it was a shadow of what you'd dreamed it to be.

You know," he said. He paused a minute, as though picking his words carefully. "It's okay to disappoint people sometimes. It's okay for us to say no simply because we don't want to do something." Intellectually

Love, a promise delivered already broken.

Anger, disappointment, sadness were the all-too-familiar horsemen preceding any encounter with her family.

Dreams come true, I guess, just not always how you imagine them.

The inaugural morning at Merston High was officially over. It was no longer a mysterious place in Melody's imagination, filled with endless possibilities and hooks on which to hang hopes for a better tomorrow. It was completely - boringly - normal. Like meeting an online crush after months of e-flirting, the reality didn't live up to the fantasy. It was dull, predictable, and way more attractive in the photos.

Love is accepting someone for who they are, not who they'll be once you change them. Because guys won't change unless they want to, and most of them don't want to. If you think otherwise, you're in for a shit-storm of disappointment.

Men let women down. Over and over again. I'ts what they're programmed to do.