Quotes About Complaint

In a free country there is much clamor, with little suffering; in a despotic state there is little complaint, with much grievance.

A complaint is a chance to turn a customer into a lifelong friend. I say that seriously, not as some press release baloney.

Hair is also a problem. I remember once, when I was reporting from Beirut at the height of the civil war, someone wrote in to the BBC complaining about my appearance.

The grief of the keen is no personal complaint for the death of one woman over eighty years, but seems to contain the whole passionate rage that lurks somewhere in every native of the island.

What's the point of three foot pedals?" Citra complained. "People only have two feet.

complaint is often the result of an insufficient ability to live within the obvious restrictions of this god damned cage.

A selfless devotion. High-impact people don't care about who gets the credit, and they never complain about the role they fill.

Here, in the land of happy thoughts, there are no gross injustices, no abuses of authority, no economic and political systems to challenge, and no reason to complain. Here, we are all happy.

No complaint... is more common than that of a scarcity of money.

'Portnoy's Complaint' was very far out there, and movies have always worked when you have either a funny situation between two or more people or a very dramatic situation. There's not that much difference.

Would you complain because a beautiful sunset doesn't have a future or a shooting star a payoff? And why should romance 'lead anywhere'? Passion isn't a path through the woods. Passion is the woods.

Yet the history of media shows that this is just the modern incarnation of the timeless complaint of the intellectual elite, every time technology makes publishing easier, that the wrong sort of people will use it to publish the wrong sorts of things.

But then Job was a man. Invisibility was intolerable to men. What complaint would a female Job dare to put forth? And if, having done so, and He deigned to remind her of how weak and ignorant she was, where was the news in that? What shocked Job into humility and renewed fidelity was the message a female Job would have known and heard every minute of her life.

I think this goat must have been fed on old boots,' Stubble complained as he chewed the last scraps of flesh from the bones littering his stew.

He said he wouldn't stay, as he didn't care much for the smell of the paint, and fell over the scraper as he went out. Must get the scraper removed, or else I shall get into a scrape. I don't often make jokes.

I will complain, yet praise; I will bewail, approve: And all my sowre-sweet dayes I will lament, and love.

I never win anything," Dolorous Edd complained. "The gods always smiled on Watt, though. When the wildlings knocked him off the Bridge of Skulls, somehow he landed in a nice depp proof of water. How lucky was that, missing all those rocks?" "Was it a long fall?" Green wanted to know. "Did landing in the pool of water save his life?" "No," said Dolorous Edd. "He was dead already, from that axe in his head. Still, it was pretty lucky, missing the rocks.

So I did what any deeply burdened American would do: I took to my blog and bitched about it.

Author complains about "the further submergence of irrecoverable history into a perpetually churned present.

Age 62¾. — At sixty-three years of age, less a quarter, one still has plans. I've no lack of them. I plan to live a little longer yet, to continue to suffer in honourable fashion, that is without complaint or rancour...

My streets, my cistern. My old house. Its beams, floorboards and staircase creaked slightly, almost imperceptibly, with a dry, uniform, almost constant cracking sound. What's wrong? Where does it hurt? It seemed to be complaining of aches in its bones, in its centuries-old joints.

Eve)Hold on. You have to give them a gift for moving? Uh-huh. Plus they're shacking, so it should be a couple thing. She (Mavis) ate another canape, fed on to Leonardo. Why does there have to be a gift for every damn thing? Eve complained. Retail conspiracy. Roarke patter her knee. I bet it is, Eve said darkly. I just bet it is.

Why does there have to be a gift for every damn thing?" Eve complained. "Retail conspiracy." Roarke patted her knee. "I bet it is," Eve said darkly. "I just bet it is.

People sue the clouds if it rains on their picnic.