Quotes About Disappointment

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All in all, when I look at my dating life from the bigger perspective, it pretty much sucks. If it were a bar graph, and each guy were a different colored bar, and the side of the graph measured things like stupidity, lack of consideration, and overpowering lust, the colored bars of all the guys I've dated would crash through the top of the graph and rocket skyward like a testosterone-fueled rainbow.

Autumn, my favorite season, has always made me sad—the brightness of the sky and trees, the promise of hope and renewal always feels like a trick, an invitation for disappointment, instead of a gift.

The truth is so often disappointing, or ugly; don't you find that, ma petite ?

Why was I mad? Because he'd surprised me with a really nice hotel room. What a bastard.

hope is a lying bitch that strings you along with just enough promise that you don't want to give up.

We were supposed to weather the storms together, but we couldn't…You're not who I thought you were.

I forked a waffle onto a paper plate and went to cut it, but it immediately collapsed into a soggy pile of dough.

Surprise! It actually felt pretty lousy to have a one-night stand, despite the fact that every so-called empowered friend and tattered waiting-room copy of Cosmo swore that no-strings-attached sex was nothing but fun, fun, fun.

The leaves do fad and fall away, / Berries rot and sheaves decay; / The deer is fled back to the field. / That is all your promises yield. / All wind and words, your vows, I see, / Are barren as the fruitless tree.

Magellan expected to see all four captains at Easter mass but only one, Luis de Mendoza, of Victoria, arrived.

One of the things Key West teaches is that disappointment and contentment can go together more easily than you would probably imagine.

I'm sure I was a huge disappointment. I'm not pretty or smart or athletic. I'm just like them—an ordinary drone dressed in secrets and lies.

I bet they'd be divorced by now if I hadn't been born. I'm sure I was a huge disappointment. I'm not pretty or smart or athletic. I'm just like them—an ordinary drone dressed in secrets and lies. I can't believe we have to keep playacting until I graduate. It's a shame we can't just admit that we have failed family living, sell the house, split up the money, and get on with our lives.

I wasn't going to let her sucker me into being her friend again just so she could turn around and crush me one more time.

But anyways, you let me down, Ken, but I've made my peace with it. With you. With the confused girl-child who used to be me. And Barbie? I've got nothing to say to that bitch. Not till she learns to walk flat-footed, like a real woman.

There were times when, in her fury, she was convinced that she needed to drive down to Phoenix and let him know just how much of a bastard she thought he was, that he needed to know just what he had done. But she eventually realized that with his resounding, silent indifference, nothing she could possibly say would matter to him, and by the same account, he didn't deserve to understand how angry he had made her. He wasn't good enough to know how much she hated him.

While at SMLA, I wrote a science fiction short-short called "Make A Prison." It worked its way all the way down to the very bottom of the S-F food chain, finally selling to Bob Lowndes at Original Science Fiction Stories for a half cent a word, then wound up in Judith Merril's prestigious annual anthology. I was elated—but I never wrote another piece of science fiction.

That's not fair! That's a cry that rings out over the years on every school playground, because if there's one thing every child seems to be born knowing, it's that life is supposed to be fair. And, if there's one lesson he learns sooner or later, it's that it's not.

Spoilt pleasure is a sad, unseemly thing; you can only bury it.

I've never been on the cover of Empire. I'm very bitter. I've got an award but now I feel sad and cross.

My whole life has been one big broken promise.

Growing up, my family was an enemy of the state. I have experienced more disappointment than joy, much more sad stories or desperate conditions.

Children, to be illustrious is sad.