Quotes About Disappointment

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the road less traveled by and they CANCELLED MY FRIKKIN' SHOW. I totally shoulda took the road that had all those people on it. Damn.

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the road less traveled by and they CANCELLED MY FRIKKIN' SHOW. I totally shoulda took the road that had all those people on it. Damn.

April was considered cruel because, unlike winter, which had "kept us warm" by "covering the earth in forgetful snow," April's thaw not only laid bare the dormant rot below, it unearthed a fresh hope—of renewal, of change, of brighter days ahead—that was ultimately doomed to disappoint.

I love him," Patty said. "But our dad is a loser.

She never gave up adoring our father, but he ceased to be, for her, the larger-than-life hero I continued to make him into. For Patty, he was more like a deeply lovable spaniel who keeps peeing on the rug and chewing on the upholstery, no matter how many times you tell him not to.

Lo malo no está en que la vida promete cosas que nunca nos dará; lo malo es que siempre las da y deja de darlas.

De manera que Cervantes quería ir a Colombia. No lo logró: en el reverso de su propio memorial, el Consejo de Indias escribió las nueve palabras crueles que constituyeron su única respuesta: " Busque por acá en que se le haga merced

No expectations mean there is no risk of disappointment.

That's the way girls are isn't it? They swear eternal friendship, and then as soon as a man's in the case it's all forgotten.

I am afraid I shall disappoint people's expectations dreadfully.

Without money and without connections- I have failed you!

Amy sighed. Just when she started to almost like Ian again—after all, he'd flown across the ocean and had been working around the clock to help—his snob quotient went through the roof.

If Lacan presumes that female homosexuality issues from a disappointed heterosexuality, as observation is said to show, could it not be equally clear to the observer that heterosexuality issues from a disappointed homosexuality?

These last few months Vida had started believing in all kinds of strange things she'd have laughed at when we lived back in Avalon. She'd tried every spell she could find in the dusty old books she brought home from thrift shops and garage sales; none of them ever worked, and it was awful watching her try.

She looked so disappointed, so grieved and desperate that Clem longed to comfort her, only he couldn't think of thing to say that she hadn't heard a hundred times from Dad and Dr. Snow and Mrs. Mack: how things would get better in time, though no one knew how much time, and that life might be a little better for her and Jess once school began again.

Tell me," he said, smiling, "Would you really have danced with the duke?" She relaxed, the danger past. "Yes. But he was my second choice. You, sir, didn't seem to have much interest in me." "Ah. There you are very wrong." His smile faltered, and then he began to lean forward, as if he would kiss her again. But the door opened, and a loud group of young men pushed into the courtyard, filling the garden with glimmering light and sound as they laughed amongst themselves.

I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now there's gum in my hair and when I got out of bed this morning I tripped on the skateboard and by mistake I dropped my sweater in the sink while the water was running and I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

I didn't really notice that he had a funny nose. And he certainly looked better all dressed up in fancy clothes. He's not nearly as attractive as he seemed the other night. So I think I'll just pretend that this glass slipper feels too tight.

Well, now, isn't that fine! Course, I don't know next to nothing about books, never could read much, and I ain't heard of that one, but I know it's important for a young person to get all the education they can. You go right on and read, Mattie, and I'll help your ma." He patted me on the head, and as I looked up, I saw Mama give him a long sideways look. I wasn't sure what it meant, but I read a little hurt and disappointment in her face.

I'd really done it now. I'd come to camp planning to be special. Now I was special. I was probably the biggest liar that Camp Pinetree had ever seen.

Everyone is so excited. We're just dying, Becky! And it's all because of you," Lettie gushed. "If Eric wasn't your cousin, none of this would have happened." She gave me a big smile. "I'm so glad I'm your friend!" You won't be glad for long , I thought. Wait until Saturday night comes and there's no Eric. The girls in cabin eight would probably make me sleep outside with the squirrels. And I would deserve it.

Maybe paradise is overrated.

Had the disappointments of middle age, the sorrow of a failed marriage, drained something out of her, what her father used to call her pep? Had she lost so much vitality that a young man could see right through her?

Ever since The Wizard of Oz I've been accused of being twelve years old. You should see some of the disappointed looks I get, when people lay eyes on me in person. They expect someone in gingham, with braids, to come out singing 'Over the Rainbow.' And out I come, instead.