Quotes About Disappointment

Because he stinks on the power play. He stinks. I don't know why. I wish I could put him on the power play, but every time I put him on, he stinks.

Almost every time somebody gives me a present, it ends up making me sad.

We are deceived by promises and time disappoints us.

It's the first time I've seen myself act, and I can't say I'm impressed.

I did everything I could except win. I feel fine. I just played bad at a big time.

Some relationships aren't true relationships. And it's usually when the other person does something really terrible that you realize it. And that's when it's time to move on.

I can't play any horns. Every time I tried to take saxophone lessons as a kid ... I can't whistle. I don't know if that has anything to do with.

I profoundly feel that people are letting you down all the time.

Like a lot of people, for a long time I thought that the road to hell is paved with bad sequels.

I feel, for the first time, ashamed to be an American because we elected [Donald Trump].

Ninety percent of the time things turn out worse than you thought they would. The other ten percent of the time you had no right to expect that much.

Peace had failed her and Ashley had failed her, both in the same day, and it was as if the last crevice in the shell had been sealed, the final layer hardened. She had

Oh, Ashley, nothing has turned out as we expected! It never does, he said. Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect. We take what we get and are thankful it's no worse than it is.

Why did everyone like that story so much when it wasn't true? Why was everyone so eager to believe it? Was it because, in real life, ever after's generally stink?

he kept getting glimmers of hope—hope that died instantly when he moved the chairs aside and saw nothing there.

He would be sad to learn that she had dismissed God long ago, as she would have dismissed an inept servant.

Je n'ai jamais écrit, croyant le faire, je n'ai jamais aimé, croyant aimer, je n'ai jamais rien fait qu'attendre devant la porte fermée.

I've never written, though I thought I wrote, never loved, though I thought I loved, never done anything but wait outside the closed door.

Nunca escrevi, e pensei que escrevia, nunca amei, e pensei que amava, nunca fiz nada a não ser esperar diante da porta fechada.

Grita que no hay que esperar nada, nunca, ni de ninguna persona, ni de ningún Estado ni de ningún Dios

C'était là le point faible de cette vie, le seul définitif: on ne spécule pas sur son enfant.On croit couver un petit aigle et il vous sort de dessous le bureau un serin. Et qu'y faire? Quel recours a-t-on contre ce sort d'injuste?

I click to buy it and I'm furious to discover that it's not available in Ireland and they won't post it from abroad and the only place that sells it is Harrods and it's impossible for me to go to Harrods because it's like being trapped in an Escher painting.

Who's in charge around here? I'd like to complain about my life. I distinctly ordered a happy life with a loving husband to go with my newborn baby and what was this shoddy travesty that I'd been served up instead?

You think that all a cruel-looking man needs is the love of a good woman and then he won't be cruel any more. But he stays cruel and you eat your heart out.