Quotes About Disappointment

You love a nothing when you love an ingrate.

Everyone's competing for a love they won't receive.

If you're looking for Mr. Perfect, you"re going to spend your whole life being disappointed, because he doesn"t exist. You have to get the best deal you can, but there will always be problems.

There are only really a few stories to tell in the end, and betrayal and the failure of love is one of those good stories to tell.

How do you know love is gone? If you said that you would be there at seven and you get there by nine, and he or she has not called the police yet - it's gone.

Perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically--to those who hardly think about us in return.

When the bottom falls out and disappointments come, you will learn what you believe, what you love, and what you treasure.

The ones that love us least, are the ones we'll die to please.

If my attitude be on of fear, not faith, about the one who has disappointed me; if I say "Just what I expected," if a fall occurs, then I know nothing of Calvary Love.

Marrying a man is like buying something you've been admiring for a long time in a shop window. You may love it when you get it home, but it doesn't always go with everything else in the house.

Love is what enables us to bridge the gap of disappointment when others don't live up to the expectations we have of them.

Lookin' for love in all the wrong places, no fine girls just ugly faces.

It's funny because I think it also goes very well with the show. It has this reputation as being this love city where everyone goes to get married, but when you get there, it's very corny and tacky.

Art is also a quasi-utopian promise of happiness, always broken.

Ever get the feeling you've been cheated?

I can't do this because I can't... I can't be the man I want to be with you. And that means that this—this just becomes... another reminder of what I am not.

You know what makes me feel down? The way you keep promising to live some kind of a life, then sacrifice yourself to every waif and stray who comes across your path.

If you'd bothered to ask me, Clark, if you'd bothered to consult me just once about this so-called fun outing of ours, I could have told you. I hate horses, and horse racing. Always have. But you didn't bother to ask me. You decided what you thought you'd like me to do, and you went ahead and did it. You did what everyone else does. You decided for me.

She doesn't know what to say. She feels quietly furious with him, while conscious that she has no right to be. What has he ever promised her, after all?

You said . . . nobody would ever hurt me again. You said that. When you came to New York." My voice emerged from somewhere in my chest. "I never thought for a moment you would be the one to do it.

A look passed between them that was a complicated mixture of things. An acknowledgement, of the kind that might normally make a heart sing, but cut with the knowledge that some things were impossible and that your heart could break a little knowing it. And suddenly a little of the magic of the evening dissipated.

I've messed up everything again and I don't know why I even bother trying to be something more than I was because every time I do it ends in disaster.

Lo odio por hacerme sentir así. Por darme esperanzas y luego tirar todo por la borda.

All Chelsea's internet dates were gorgeous. Until she met them.