Quotes About Disappointment

You all got F's!" Professor Sebastian thunders, getting wound up again.

No one can wound us more than those supposed to nurture: our parents, our spouses, our churches. The chasm between expectation and reality is particularly grim in supposed safe places.

You know what it was like? It was like thinking I was heading to a surprise party and instead it was a surprise pap smear.

The definition of screwing someone over is taking their money and doing a lousy job or destroying their water source or enslaving populations, things like that—your mother being disappointed or your father disapproving or your friends being outraged does not qualify as screwing someone over.

can stay stuck for years, or even lifetimes, in situations that cause us pain because we'd rather defend these nontruths than upset or disappoint anybody, our own inner critics included. We'd rather do what's expected of us than give ourselves permission to be, do, and have what feels good and right and awesome.

Look at your life and see where you're letting yourself down.

compared to what I knew I was capable of, I was, shall we say, unimpressed. I

Men are so cheap these days. Whatever happened to guys bringing women chocolates or flowers? I've reached the point where the grim reaper could show up at my door and I'd be like, "Oh my God, you brought me a scythe. That's so sweet!"

Brant growled deep in his throat. "I liked it better when it was just a worthless hunk of rock. Now it's a worthless hunk of rock, and it's mocking me.

You are very cross tonight, Hart. Perhaps the lady disappointed you." Hart stared at her over the glass he'd started to raise. "What lady?" "The one whose perfume you positively reak of." His brows went up."You mean the Countess von Hohenstahlen? She's eighty-two and drenches herself in scents that would make a tart blush. "Oh.

Carly threw trinkets, souvenirs, and the digital photo frame full of happy pictures of herself and Ethan at him. Finally she picked up the box itself and threw the whole thing. " That's everything you've ever given me. Except the heartburn from your fancy restaurants, and the worry that I wasn't good enough for your snotty friends. I'd love to throw those at you too.

She told me not to even try. Said you were... as frigid as a nun and as cold as ice." That one actually stung.

Never around when you needed them, heroes.

An also, from the opposite perspective, it can be quite disappointing, when the one you want to share your life with will not share very much of his or her own life with you. The person who will not share their past is unlikely to see you in their future. Love Professor - to Jennifer

I don't like hope very much. In fact, I hate it. It's the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard. It's bad news. The worst. It's sharp sticks and cherry bombs. When hope shows up, it's only a matter of time until someone gets hurt.

The thing is, you can't ever really know how rotten someone will turn out to be.

Weaver always says freedom is like Sloan's Liniment, always promising more than it delivers.

Why isn't real life like book life?" I asked, sitting down next to him. "Why aren't people plain and uncomplicated?

I don't like hope very much. In fact, I hate it. It's the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard. It's bad news. The worst. It's sharp sticks and cherry bombs. When hope shows up, it's only a matter of time until someone gets hurt.

I had wanted something from him. Even expected a confrontation. To be ignored was a sentence without a period.

Friends my ass.

It's not really wine," he said. "It's Diet Coke. And if anyone ever serves you brown wine with a foamy head, send it back.

I had shaved my beard for her-a huge disappointment, because I'd enjoyed my three weeks looking like a bank robber.

He'd stood there in the snow at Mile-High Pie last night and made me feel sorry for him! He'd made me feel terrible for something I didn't even do, after he'd lied to me to my face! And then he'd kissed me and I'd let him! Mortifying! Now his lips parted. I waited to hear the next lie. I almost hoped it was a good one, so at least I'd have an entertaining story to share with my friends about what an ass he was.