Quotes About Expectations

There is such magnificent vagueness in the expectations that had driven each of us to sea, such a glorious indefiniteness, such a beautiful greed of adventures that are their own and only reward! What we get—well, we won't talk of that; but can one of us restrain a smile? In no other kind of life is the illusion more wide of reality—in no other is the beginning all illusion—the disenchantment more swift—the subjugation more complete.

I would just as soon have abused the old village church at home for not being a cathedral.

The euro was born with great hopes. Reality has proven otherwise.

wasn't like today, when if you don't tell your kid you love him every twenty minutes you could go to jail for child abuse.

He found Luciana sitting alone at a table in the Allied officers' night club, where the drunken Anzac major who had brought her there had been stupid enough to desert her for the ribald company of some singing comrades at the bar. All right, I'll dance with you, she said, before Yossarian could even speak. But I won't let you sleep with me. Who asked you? Yossarian asked her. You don't want to sleep with me? she exclaimed with surprise. I don't want to dance with you.

I frequently feel I'm being taken advantage of merely because I'm asked to do the work I'm paid to do.

Szégyenkezve és reménykedve keresett új kapcsolatokat, és mindig kiábrándult. Mert olyan elkeseredetten keresett barátokat, sohasem talált egyet se.

Unii se nasc mediocri, altii devin mediocri, iar altora li se impune mediocritatea.

Vannak, akik középszer?nek születnek, vannak, akik elérik a középszer?séget, és vannak, akik nyögnek a középszer?ség lármájában.

Az eszmények jók, de az emberek néha nem olyan jók.

Once when Gold was visiting in Florida,his father drew him across the street just to meet some friends and introduced him by saying,This is my son's brother.The one that never amounted to much.

When salesmen are doing well, there is pressure upon them to begin doing better, for fear they may start doing worse.

But she was a baneful person who spoiled my good days and rejoiced in my bad and who would never allow herself to extol or admire me or to view me as others did in the mythic dimensions of a hero king, or as a huge, monumental figure immortalized on a great pedestal of white marble. And that's another thing...

He was hounded incessantly by an impression of vital duties left unfulfilled and waited in vain for his responsibilities to overtake him.

All frustration is due to unfulfilled desires. If

I think it's a little presumptuous on his part to think that I would want to talk to him anyway. I mean, sure, I went home with him, probably slept with him, ate breakfast with him, and wore his clothes to work the next day. None of this I see as necessarily flirtatious on my part.

Everyone has their first date and the object is to hide your flaws. And then you're in a relationship, and it's all about hiding your disappointment. And then, once you're married, it's about hiding your sins.

It is not so bad. It is just, when I come home so tired, and then he… I do not enjoy it. My… my marital duties. Oh, my God… He makes you do chores?!?

Sometimes people surprise us. People we believe we know.

Your punishment if you're a woman. Not loved enough.

And that's the insult of it, how always it comes back to a woman being a good mother in the world's eyes or a bad mother, how everything in a woman's life is funneled through her body between her legs.

Marianne laughed. But you can't disappoint me! I don't love you.

I'd like to be your friend—but only if you promise not to ever, ever count on me.

Maybe he'd been mistaken, trying so hard to make his wife and young children happy. Maybe it's always a mistake, trying to assure the happiness of others.