Quotes About Expectations

stockbrokers, secretaries, government functionaries—everybody back then was expected to have some kind of inner life.

He knows that people marked for greater things are often the least happy of all.

What she missed most about dating men was that small, disconcerting time frame when you thought that maybe you could change them.

Your sister's the doctor," her father said. His pride in his daughters was almost hilarious to behold, like a summer hose spraying in all directions. Seema knew what he would say next. "One doctor, one lawyer. I'm covered for life.

If she got tired of the writer, she could probably marry a short, heavyset man on the middle rungs of private equity.

People who think literature should be Serious—should serve as a blueprint for a rocket that will never take off—are malevolent at best, anti-Semitic at worst.

SALLYSTAR: That's why I'm never going to be in a relationship. I'm just going to get married.

Negronis, cigarettes snuck. What could he do? His friend had begged him to come up, and the now-muted city would be more depressing still. "So who else is coming?" Ed asked. "Besides the Exalted One." He was referring to the famous actor who was coming up for a few days to work on a screenplay with Senderovsky, the source of his friend's anxiety. "Karen, you said." "Vinod, too." "Haven't seen him in ages. Is

Shiva wouldn't have to accomplish as much as Arturo. He was a rich man's son. He could go to Skidmore or launch a clothing line made out of hemp, but his parents needed a sign that he knew he was a part of their tight, illustrious family.

I used to face charging lions in the Serengeti with nothing more than a stone axe and a loincloth. People today disappoint me.

There was always the next person, the next hope. A future in which I could dream myself whole without taking full responsibility for that wholeness, in the same way that many of us pin our hopes on the next diet, and the next after that. As long as we keep hoping someone is coming, we keep waiting. As long as we believe the answer is out there, we don't have to turn around and discover it now.

I am old and do not suffer fools gently and if you expect me to review your work, it better meet my stringent standards for logic and science.

It is a woman's business to get married as soon as possible, and a man's to keep unmarried as long as he can.

Galatea never does quite like Pygmalion: his relation to her is too godlike to be altogether agreeable.

Getting over an unfavorable impression is ever so much easier than living up to an ideal.

If we women were particular about men's characters, we should never get married at all.

You know you can't be a nice girl inside if you're a dirty slut outside

There is no magic in marriage. If there were, married couples would never desire to seperate. But they do.

If women were particular about men's characters, they would never get married at all.

I am sorry to say that it is a common practice with romancers to announce their hero as a man of extraordinary genius, and to leave his works entirely to the reader's imagination; so that at the end of the book you whisper to yourself ruefully that but for the author's solemn preliminary assurance you should hardly have given the gentleman credit for ordinary good sense.

What they think they ought to think is bad enough, Lord knows; but what they really think would break up the whole show. Do you suppose it would be really agreeable if I were to come out now with what I really think?

At every one of those concerts in England you will find rows of weary people who are there, not because they really like classical music, but because they think they ought to like it. Well, there is the same thing in heaven. A number of people sit there in glory, not because they are happy, but because they think they owe it to their position to be in heaven. They are almost all English.

At the end of six months you shall go to Buckingham Palace in a carriage, beautifully dressed. If the King finds out you're not a lady, you will be taken by the police to the Tower of London, where your head will be cut off as a warning to other presumptuous flower girls. If you are not found out, you shall have a present of seven-and-sixpence to start life with as a lady in a shop. If you refuse this offer you will be a most ungrateful wicked girl; and the angels will weep for you.

En todos los conciertos clásicos que se dan en Inglaterra verás filas de gente cansada que están allí, no porque realmente les guste la música clásica, sino porque creen que deben estar. Pues bien, lo mismo pasa en el cielo. Hay muchos que están sentados en la gloria, no porque sean felices, sino porque creen que su posición les obliga a estar en el cielo.