Quotes About Expectations

I couldn't understand what Dad was so angry about. What had we done wrong? Was it because we were girls? My mom always said he wanted a son and I wondered if things would be different if we were boys. Would that make everything better?

I never said I didn't want to marry. It just didn't happen-Iam not the sort of lady a man chooses to marry, for I am too plain and too serious. Now I am reconciled to being on my own.

I felt as if my parents had pushed me into the street, that a deal had been made and I was being passed into the hands of a man. At least he is a good man, I thought, even if his hands are not as clean as they could be.

Donne in eccedenza, così venivano chiamate quelle rimaste nubili a causa della guerra e che difficilmente si sarebbero sposate, una minaccia, anzi una vera tragedia, per una società basata sul matrimonio. Violet aveva pensato che col tempo ci avrebbe fatto l'abitudine, invece a trentotto anni suonati le bruciava ancora l'idea di essere una donna in eccedenza.

Life itself was far messier and didn't end so tidily with the heroine making the right match.

Ma è questo che ci si aspetta da noi donne, no? Dobbiamo dare, dare, e aiutare gli altri, qualunque sia il nostro stato d'animo. È stancante e ingrato, a volte".

married women that I noticed, their solid smugness at not having to worry about the course of their future. Married women were set like jelly in a mold, whereas spinsters like me were formless and unpredictable. I patted my basket. "I have my own fossils

She felt so confused by the gap between what she thought and what was expected of her that she could not speak. Perhaps it was better not to, until she was more sure of what she wanted to say. That way her words could not be twisted and flung back at her. Silence was a powerful tool at Meeting, clearing the way to God. Perhaps now it would allow Honor to be heard.

Evet,yaÅŸam bir aldatmaca. EÄŸer yeteri kadar uzun yaÅŸarsan, hiç bir ÅŸeyin ÅŸa??rt?c? olmad???n? öÄŸreniyorsun.

Was it so very obvious that I was not married? Of course it was. For one thing, I had no husband with me, looking after and indulging me. But there was something else about married women that I noticed, their solid smugness at not having to worry about the course of their future. Married women were set like jelly in a mold, whereas spinsters like me were formless and unpredictable.

Elle se sentait tellement déconcertée par la contradiction existant entre ce qu'elle pensait et ce qu'on espérait d'elle qu'elle était incapable de parler. Peut-être valait-il mieux qu'elle se taise, en attendant d'être plus sûre de ce qu'elle voulait dire. Ainsi ses paroles ne pourraient-elles être déformées et lui être renvoyées à la figure.

People - not just in their teenage years - hold on to this fantasy of love when they're not ready to have a real relationship.

Everyone says your first time should be magical. You should be in love. You should feel safe. Because you can't go back once you've done it. That will always be your first time. Years later this is what I'll remember as my first time. That inflated sensation is long gone. Now I just feel nauseous; it s the feeling I get when reality dawns.

Knowing yourself" or "finding yourself" can be dangerous. It can cement you into a strict role & saddle you with unnecessary expectations. It can close you off to inner potential & outer opportunities.

I can't afford to spend days in self loathing as everyone expects fat women to do. Self loathing eats your life.

Sometimes your best isn't good enough

good heavens above, the poor child has more freckles than there are stars in the sky! if she doesn't start using a good bleaching lotion at once, she'll never catch a good husband!" -James Augustus Peregrine Pympoole-Bothame

Society has taught us to suppress certain things and not do certain things.

Then I realized that I was falling victim to one of the fallacies of the bad reviewer (whose habits we already discussed at length in yesterday's commentary). I was wishing that Hamid had written a different book than he had. How I might have written this story is completely irrelevant. It would be like dismissing The Godfather because I wished it were a musical. The novel needs to be considered on its own terms.

I don't think it's ever fair for a reader to criticize an author for writing the book the novelist wanted to write, as opposed to the book the reader wished he had written.

You lead by letting others know what you expect of them which may exceed what they themselves expect. Provide them a reputation that they can step up to.

When you keep people waiting they begin to think of all your flaws.

Unfortunately, we live in an instant Jell-O society, with everybody wanting microwaved success. So as you look at truth therapy to combat the lies you tell yourself, don't go overboard with your expectations. Remember to lighten up and put your party hat on every now and then. Celebrate the little steps . . . as well as the significant milestones.

When I speak about marriage, I often quote this equation: E – R = D (Expectations minus Reality equals Disillusionment). That little equation can apply to a lot of things in family living, but another equation fits blended families much more aptly: N × R = C (Naïveté times Reality equals Chaos).