Quotes About Comparison

Should she pity the woman those eyes finally rested on? Or envy her? Beth's

I wished I could be a statue. I wanted to be the statue of Joan of Arc without actually having to have been Joan of Arc… And I thought, I must really hate my life if I can get jealous of a statue.

It's not a problem. There are people out there with much worse problems than mine."-Cynthia "Doesn't make yours any more fun to bear."-Liza "No. But it does help with the self-pity."- Cynthia

I could solve all the Diophantine equations, extend Newton's work on infinite series, complete Euler's analysis of prime numbers, and it wouldn't matter." She looked at Isabelle. "Ella is the beauty. You and I are the ugly stepsisters. And so the world reduces us, all three of us, to our lowest common denominator.

Why do you always want to read about other people's lives, Matt? Ain't your own good enough for you

Why isn't real life like book life?" I asked, sitting down next to him. "Why aren't people plain and uncomplicated?

Brandon is your boyfriend, right. You keep saying 'Brandon is my boyfriend,'" he moved his fingers in quote marks, "and it makes as much sense as 'I am balancing the planet Pluto on my big toe' or 'Kumquats make the best nuclear physicists.

Boys are two years behind girls in maturity level.

And on a personal level,my boyfriend and I love eachother enough,and we have enough respect for each other, that we're bigger than that." I laughed."Nick and I are not bigger than that.We are very,very small." Daisy nodded. "And then,of course, there's the fact that I'm prettier than my boyfriend. He may fly higher,but I look better doing it." She turned around backward. "I mean, even in these snow pants,check out my ass.

It's not fair," Davis protested. "After Nick wins, you'll just say conditions were different when Hayden came down, and that's what made her slower.Like,it started snowing." "Or it stopped snowing," Gavin said. "Or the wind was harder," Davis said. "Or the wind was softer ," Gavin said. "Girls will whine about anything.

Mr. Rush said to Drew, "I think I see what the matter is. You were the youngest child. The irresponsible black sheep of the Morrow Mafia. Now, without warning, you're Jan Brady." "Who?" Drew asked. "The middle child from The Brady Bunch," I said. "The pretty one?" Drew asked. "No," Mr. Rush and I said together.

It is technically impossible for a man to look better in a Speedo than in swim trunks.

A new remote and unfamiliar place can make the prior remote and unfamiliar place seem like home.

I noticed one with short, raven-colored hair who looked not unlike myself (we are interchangeable--the first lesson one learns as a professional beauty).

Structural Dissatisfaction: Returning to circumstances that once pleased you, having experienced a more thrilling or opulent way of life, and finding that you can no longer tolerate them. But

Structural Dissatisfaction: Returning to circumstances that once pleased you, having experienced a more thrilling or opulent way of life, and finding that you can no longer tolerate them.

Structural dissatisfaction: Returning to circumstances that once pleased you, after having experienced a more thrilling or opulent way of life, and finding that you can no longer tolerate them.

Lincoln's height, saying she'll need to "take a ladder to get to Abraham's bosom." (In later years, Lincoln would turn their fourteen-inch height difference into a joke; they were, he'd say, "the long and the short

When had I stopped disparaging my parents' way of life and had instead begun to covet it?

Facebook is that successful guy you're supposed to want to date, but you can't keep your mind off the beautiful freak in the corner. Twitter is my freak.

You look like you got more of a bath than the car. I never thought washing a car would be so hard, but after watching you for the last fifteen minutes, I'm convinced it should be an Olympic sport.

You look like you're twelve. No. Maybe thirteen, but my sister has this doll that kinda reminds me of you. All big-eyed and vacant.

Instead of measuring my success and value by my own standards, I was measuring it by how others perceived me.

Did you know that New Hampshire has more hamsters per capita than any other state?