Quotes About Disappointment

There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.

If you don't get everything you want, think of the things you don't get that you don't want.

You have filled my tea with lumps of sugar, and though I asked most distinctly for bread and butter, you have given me cake. I am known for the gentleness of my disposition, and the extraordinary sweetness of my nature, but I warn you, Miss Cardew, you may go too far.

Life cheats us with shadows. We ask it for pleasure. It gives it to us with bitterness and disappointment in its train.

They make you settle for second best. That's what I like about the movies. There's always some minor character standing round to tell you the moral, just in case you're too dumb to figure it out for yourself. You never get what you want.

I always thought when I got older that God would sort of come into my life in some way. He didn't. I don't blame him. If I was him I'd have the same opinion about me that he does.

Beauty makes promises that beauty cant keep.

My daddy once told me that some of the most miserable people he ever knew were the ones that finally got what they'd always wanted.

I always thought when I got older that God would sort of come into my life in some way. He didnt. I dont blame him. If I was him I'd have the same opinion about me that he does.

My disappointment with mathematics] was led by a group of evil and aberrant and wholly malicious partial differential equations who had conspired to usurp their own reality from the questionable circuitry of its creator's brain not unlike the rebellion which Milton describes and to fly their colors as an independent nation unaccountable to God or man alike.

Beauty makes promises that beauty cant keep. I've seen it too many times. Twice in this house.

Man dont always catch what he fishes for.

Men have in their minds a picture of how the world will be. How they will be in that world. The world may be many dierent ways for them but there is one world that will never be and that is the world they dream of.

Uno nunca sabe qué cosas pone en marcha, dijo. Nadie puede saberlo. No hay profeta capaz de predecirlo. Las consecuencias de una acción son a menudo bastante distintas de lo que uno pensaba. Asegúrese de que lo que le mueve en el fondo del corazón es lo bastante grande como para contener todos los virajes equivocados, todas las decepciones. ¿Ve usted? No todo tiene ese valor.

You always did think the worst. And was seldom disappointed.

He saw so many emotions mingled on her face: anger disappointment, fear – and defiance. Like her daughter, thought Fenoglio again. So uncompromising, so strong. Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so much more quickly. Grief didn't break women. Instead it wore them down, it hollowed them out, very slowly.

So it's happened, I kept thinking, you're in the middle of a story exactly as you've always wanted, and it's horrible. Fear tastes quite different when you're not just reading about it, Meggie, and playing hero wasn't half as much fun as I'd expected.

Of course, the marvels you hoped to find might not be waiting inside the covers, so then you closed the book, sorry that its promise had not been kept. But Inkheart was not a book of that

If, like Riccio, you didn't have parents, it was easy to imagine how wonderful they might have been. But what if you had parents and they weren't wonderful at all?

Why did his heart always insist on believing that there was a light in all this darkness? Where did he keep getting new hope from, after he had been disappointed countless times?

She felt so stupid, and Elinor hated to feel stupid. It was almost worse than feeling sad.

Everyone failed to live up to their own ideals. She wanted to fall short of the best ideals.

Most people who hope have their hopes dashed. That's realism, but everyone whose hopes weren't dashed started off by having hope. Hope's the price of admission.

and had occasion to think on the Italian proverb, " To wait for one who does not come; to lye a bed not able to sleep; and to find it impossible to please those whom we serve; are three griefs enough to kill a man.