Quotes About Disappointment

Imagining the worst has always been a great comfort to me. If there is turbulence there is an imminent crash. If she doesn't pick up the phone, she is fucking someone. If there is a lump it is a tumor. By thinking like this I protect myself from disappointment. And if anything other than the worst-case scenario unfolds, what a pleasant surprise!

I was thinking about how temporary disappointment can be if you don't linger on it too long and how there are beautiful things in the world if you look. It's up to you to find them for yourself.

I know you've probably heard that in show business it can take twenty years to create an overnight success but what you don't hear is that that is the exact same amount of time it takes to create a bitter failure.

That's the big challenge of life—to chisel disappointment into wisdom so people respect you and you don't annoy your friends with your whining.

Faith in the face of disappointment is only enhanced by laughter in the face of pain.

A priori, I want to go to bed with every pretty woman I meet. If I don't do it, it's because I'm afraid of being disappointed.

A cathedral, a wave of storm, a dancer's leap, never turn out to be as high as we had hoped.

A catherdral, a wave of storm, a dancer's leap, never turn out to be as high as we had hoped.

With women who do not love us, as with the "dear departed," the knowledge that there is no hope left does not prevent us from continuing to wait.

Hoeveel bedroevender nog dan vroeger vond ik het sedert die dag (...) dat ik geen aanleg voor schrijven had en ervan moest afzien ooit een beroemde schrijver te worden.

A cathedral, a wave of a storm, a dancer's leap, never turn out to be as high as we had hoped.

But one never finds a cathedral, a wave in a storm, a dancer's leap in the air quite as high as one has been expecting;

which would enable him to prolong for the time being, and to renew for one day more the disappointment, the torturing deception that must always come to him with the vain presence of this woman, whom he might approach, yet never dared embrace.

And it is perhaps one of the causes of our perpetual disappointments in love, this perpetual displacement whereby, in response to our expectation of the ideal person whom we love, each meeting provides us with a person in flesh and blood who yet contains so little trace of our dream.

I knew very well that this hope was chimerical. I was like a pauper who mingles fewer tears with his dry bread if he tells himself that at any moment a stranger will bequeath to him his fortune. We must all, in order to make reality more tolerable, keep alive in us a few little follies.

Queremos buscar en las cosas, que por eso nos son preciosas, el reflejo que sobre ellas lanza nuestra alma, y es grande nuestra decepción al ver que en la Naturaleza no tienen aquel encanto que en nuestro pensamiento les prestaba la proximidad de ciertas ideas; y muchas veces convertimos todas las fuerzas del alma en destreza y en esplendor, destinados a accionar, sobre unos seres que sentimos perfectamente que están fuera de nosotros y no alcanzaremos nunca.

To think that I wasted years of my life, that I wanted to die, that I felt my deepest love, for a woman who did not appeal to me, who was not my type!

I felt even disappointed when he resumed the thread of his narrative.

To think that I have wasted years of my life, that I have longed for death, that the greatest love that I have ever known has been for a woman who did not please me, who was not in my style!" PLACE-NAMES:

loopholes opened by disappointment. Dreams are not to be converted into reality, that we know; we would not form any, perhaps, were it not for desire, and it is useful to us to form them in order to see them fail and to be instructed by their failure.

We try to rediscover in things, now precious because of it, the glimmer that our soul projected on them; we are disappointed to find that they seem to lack in nature the charm they derived in our thoughts from the proximity of certain ideas; at times we convert all the forces of that soul into cunning, into magnificence, in order to have an effect on people who are outside us, as we are well aware, and whom we will never reach

trust no one, everything breaks, nothing works as advertised, and if anything can go wrong, it will.

Means headed for Des Moines with the hair sample and Lucas called Robertson, who was working north of I-80. "I got nothing, nothing, and nothing. I thought I had something for a minute, but it turned out to be nothing," he said. "More'n I got," Lucas said. "I never even thought I had something. What'd you think you had?

They have vegan cheese. No, they don't. They have shredded orange and white sadness that mocks cheese and everything it stands for.