Quotes About Expectations

The reward for conformity is that everyone likes you but yourself.

When I met Mr. Right I had no idea that his first name was Always

When I eventually met Mr. Right, I had no idea his first name was Always.

To support these ladies in the manner to which they are accustomed, the men must work like slaves, which is of course precisely what they are.

Goals and plans are fine, and they can often be effective motivators, but success promises something it can't deliver. As soon as you reach your goal, success creates a new one, which creates new anxieties and stresses.

Success is when you're seduced into thinking that your joy and satisfaction are not here but there--somewhere in the future, at some moment when you accomplish X or you win Y. Success can never get enough. It makes your head spin, because you get that thing you were desperately working for, for all those years, and when you get it, you realize that it isn't what you thought it was.

Sometimes we've accepted rules and codes and limits without realizing it.

What happens is our lives become so heavily oriented around the expectations of others that we become more and more like them and less and less like ourselves. We become split. I was split. I had this person I knew I was made to be, yet it was mixed in with all of these other ... people. As the lights were turned on, I saw I had all of this guilt and shame because I wasn't measuring up to the image of the perfect person I had in my head.

I realize I've been living for years with the assumption that at some point you arrive. You get it all nailed down. You sort it all out. And then from there you get on with it.

We surrender the outcomes because we cannot control how people are going to respond to us and our work in the world.

What did you get, Mr Edwards?' 'Three As.' 'And what were you expecting?' Mr Edwards looks right into the camera and, completely deadpan, says, 'Three As.' For Edwards, the perfectionist, this still wasn't good enough. He wanted no, needed - to be the best and a simple grade wasn't enough to confirm this, even to himself.

covert contracts and caretaking only lead to frustration and resentment.

In reality, the primary paradigm of the Nice Guy Syndrome is nothing more than a big covert contract with life. Breaking

In many ways, humans aren't much different from pets. People often behave the way they have been trained to behave. For example, if a person gives his dog a treat when he pisses on the carpet, the dog will keep pissing on the carpet. The same is true for humans. If the Nice Guy reinforces his partner's undesirable behaviors, she will keep behaving in undesirable ways.

IF I can hide my flaws and become what I think others want me to be •?THEN I will be loved, get my needs met, and have a problem-free life.

Being right too soon is socially unacceptable.

Cheops' Law: Nothing ever gets built on schedule or within budget.

Do not confuse duty with what other people expect of you; they are utterly different. Duty is a debt you owe to yourself to fulfill obligations you have assumed voluntarily. Paying that debt can entail anything from years of patient work to instant willingness to die. Difficult it may be, but the reward is self-respect. But there is no reward at all for doing what other people expect of you, and to do so is not merely difficult, but impossible.

Being "up to something" was the unnamable and unforgiveable crime for which any American male could be indicted, tried, convicted, and sentenced in one breath. He wondered how things had gotten rigged so that the male half of the race must always behave to suit feminine rules and feminine logic, like a snotty-nosed school boy in front of a stern teacher.

Poor old Agnes! So ambitious. He guessed he had been quite a disappointment to her . . . and no doubt the change of life wasn't making things any easier for her. Well, at least she was loyal, right to her toes . . . and we all have our shortcomings; she was probably as sick of him as he—no point in that!

It was widely known though rarely mentioned that an eager young bride could accomplish in seven months or less what takes nine for cow or countess.

Don't grunt; it is not pleasing in a young woman.

A multimillionaire who is young and female stands as much chance of getting a good husband as that well-known tissue-paper dog had of chasing that asbestos cat through Hell.

When we're in love, we put our gold—our expectations—on the other person, and this obliterates her. There is no relatedness.