Quotes About Failure

Don't be discouraged - every relationship you have is a failure, until you find the right one.

Don't be discouraged—every relationship you have is a failure, until you find the right one.

The advice: "Don't be discouraged—every relationship you have is a failure, until you find the right one.

I remember watching a very sensible love expert on TV once. The advice: "Don't be discouraged—every relationship you have is a failure, until you find the right one." That's how I felt about this miserable quest: every person I talked to would let me down until I found the one person who could help me figure out that night. Lyle

It's probably the reason I'm a second-rate journalist. One of them, at least.

You are a cheater. You have failed one of the most basic male tests. You are not a good man.' And when that didn't bother me, I thought: 'You're really not a good man.

I went into Andie's bathroom, took a piss, looked at myself in the mirror, and made myself say it: You are a cheater. You have failed one of the most basic male tests. You are not a good man. And when that didn't bother me, I thought: You're really not a good man.

this was part of the plan they failed to bring off – the three worst murderers amongst the SS, Kurt Franz, Miete and Mentz (significantly enough not Stangl), would be "executed" by the insurgents.

We are too much in awe of those who succeed and far too dismissive of those who fail.

We all want to grasp the stars. Nieroda came closer than most. But like the rest of us, she overreached and drew back fingers webbed with damnation.

Despair is the price one pays for setting oneself an impossible aim. It is, one is told, the unforgivable sin, but it is a sin the corrupt or evil man never practices. He always has hope. He never reaches the freezing-point of knowing absolute failure. Only the man of goodwill carries always in his heart this capacity for damnation.

Christmas it seems to me is a necessary festival; we require a season when we can regret all the flaws in our human relationships: it is the feast of failure, sad but consoling.

Perhaps the sexual life is the great test. If we can survive it with charity to those we love and with affection to those we have betrayed, we needn't worry so much about the good and the bad in us. But jealousy, distrust, cruelty, revenge, recrimination ... then we fail. The wrong is in that failure even if we are the victims and not the executioners. Virtue is no excuse.

When he was young, he had thought love had something to do with understanding, but with age he knew that no human being understood another. Love was the wish to understand, and presently with constant failure the wish died, and love died too perhaps or changed into this painful affection, loyalty, pity…

Doing nothing, badly.

Fun... human nature... does no one any harm... Regular as clockwork the old excuses came back into the alert, sad and dissatisfied brain--nothing ever matched the deep excitement of the regular desire. Men always failed you when it came to the act. She might just as well have been to the pictures.

I think, for the writer, rather as for the priest, there isn't such a thing as success.

An artist paints his picture not in a few hours but in all the years of experience before he takes up the brush, and it is the same with failure.

Whims so often end in bankruptcy.

At the end of what is called the sexual life the only love which has lasted is the love which has everything, every disappointment, every failure and every betrayal, which has accepted even the sad fact that in the end there is no desire so deep as the simple desire for companionship.

She had attached herself to youth and hope and seriousness and now they had failed her more than age and despair.

Failures like ours are often just failures of hope. Please – cannot you say you are sorry you did not have more hope?

But jealousy, distrust, cruelty, revenge, recrimination … then we fail. The wrong is in that failure even if we are the victims and not the executioners. Virtue is no excuse.

failure of logic in which absence of evidence, which was one thing, was in fact being treated as evidence of absence – which was quite another.