Quotes About Disappointment

It's the hoping that makes it hurt.

Le plus curieux, c'est que, peu à peu, un autre sentiment a fait surface. Quelque chose comme de la déception. Et je me suis aperçue que, en dépit de tout, j'aurais vraiment aimé aller voir le grand canyon.

Hay una diferencia entre perder algo que sabías que tenías y perder algo que descubriste que tenías. Uno es una desilusión. El otro se siente como perder una pieza de ti mismo.

There's a difference between losing something you knew you had and losing something you discovered you had. One is a disappointment. The other is truly a loss.

I've never had a job. Never had to get one. Never had to do anything for myself. I am helpless. I am a void. A disappointment. My helplessness, my dependency, my passivity, I feel it whorling into a little fiery ball, and I harness that ball, somewhere wondering how something made of weakness can feel so strong. But the ball grows hotter, so hot, the only thing I can do with it is hurl it.

Because it kills hope. That's the sin. Anything that kills hope is a sin." I

Mellencamp sat back. He had just left his meeting with Liz Sansborough, where he had failed to get the information he needed.

I don't feel a lack of hope. It's just disappointment that after all these years we're still fighting meaningless wars for a handful of people.

There are three things you never want to find in your boyfriend's locker: a sweaty jockstrap, a D minus on last week's history test, and an empty condom wrapper. Lucky me, I'd hit the trifecta.

If all we've got to look forward to is disloyalty and treachery, why do we even make friends?" "Again, human nature. Hoping for the best is what drives us.

Disappointment mixed with bitter acceptance flashed in her eyes. "Maybe you are real," she said. "It would require a dark side I don't have to create someone like you." "You forgot to say 'no offense' before making that statement." "No, I didn't. I meant offense." Bold little human, wasn't she? -Annabelle and Zacharel

My reflection stared back at me, the smudges just as dark as before. Disappointment hit a split second before I realized something else was wrong. Something far worse. I wasn't smiling-but my reflection was

I bought you a chocolate cake." Cake? "Gimme!" Yeah, I'm that easy. I rush over, only to skid to a stop when he adds, "Elena ate it while I was out. So you get fruit." Bitch gonna get cut!

Gilda, you're talking like this is a fairy tale, and you're going to meet Prince Charming, and everything's going to be all right, and we'll both live happily ever after." "So what's wrong with that?

She'd always wondered, or even daydreamed, what it was like to actually work with great detectives, rather than just read about them. It was more annoying than she expected.

The men crashed back through the store and Peter moved right to the racks of weapons. He pulled down a gorgeous high-powered rifle that was equipped with a sophisticated scope for sighting. "Ain't it a crime!" he ejaculated. "What?" Steve asked, confused by the man's sudden outburst. "The only person who could ever miss with this gun," Peter said, looking through the telescope, "is the sucker with bread enough to buy it.

Our studies consistently show a large majority of people leave their church's service without feeling as though they have connected with God. If those who regularly attend depart with such disappointment and confusion, what must it be like for those who are new to the church adventure?

There are two tragedies in life. One is not to get your heart's desire. The other is to get it.

Football is a sad game.

Gorgeous. Gorgeous home," my mother had said. Seeing it myself, I understood why she liked visiting here so much, and why she always seemed so disappointed when she returned home to ours. It was obvious, wasn't it? Who wouldn't have wanted to trade their lives for this dream?

Hemorrhoids. Cockroaches. Anal warts. Lonely nights. Smoking's ravages. AIDS. All the ads promised relief from these things, but where was the relief from these ads?

It was not that she was out of temper, but that the world was not equal to the demands of her fine organism.

There's no disappointment in memory, and one's exaggerations are always on the good side.

We mortals, men and women, devour many a disappointment between breakfast and dinner-time; keep back the tears and look a little pale about the lips, and in answer to inquiries say, "Oh, nothing!" Pride helps; and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our hurts— not to hurt others.