Quotes About Comparison

Measure the hope of that moment, that feeling. Everything else will be measured against it.

This is a difference between us: you desire what other people have, while I desire the things I used to have, or think I might have one day.

me giving my mom romantic advice is kind of like a goldfish giving a snail advice on how to fly." -Will Grayson (pg. 66)

You made me lose my appetite, Boomer. My mom tells me that all the time. Your family must be just like mine!

This was how we'd always played. You were Cinderella, I was a mouse. You were Alice, I was the Hatter. You were the sun, and I wasn't even the moon.

Covet, v. This is a difference between us: you desire what other people have, while I desire the things I used to have, or think I might have one day.

It is a dangerous thing with brothers, to think that you could be as strong as them, or as wise as them, or as good as them. To believe that you could have been the same person, if only you hadn't gone a different way. To think that your parents raised you the same, and that your genes combined the same, and that the rest of what has happened in all your triumph . . . or failure.

It's never the same city. Your city isn't even the same as my city, I bet.

We pencil sketch our past lives so we can compare it to the Technicolor of the moment.

Neil doesn't really think Peter is cheating on him. He doesn't think Peter would ever cheat on him. That's not what this is about. It's about Neil's fear that Peter will want to cheat on him, that he will someday realize there's someone better out there.

You look about as tiny as Idina Menzel's voice.

Chuck is a short guy but he works out a lot, so as a result he's built like a fire hydrant. Most of the time he acts like a fire hydrant, too.

Codiciar. Existe una diferencia entre tú y yo: tú deseas lo que tienen los otros mientras que yo deseo las cosas que tenía, o las que creo que tendré en el futuro.

Our love had been liking; our feelings had been ordinary, not Shakespearean.

It's always a low when life beings to imitate an old Chevy Chase movie.

You are not as messed up as I am.

The conclusion I reach: I don't like my body very much, but I'm not sure I'd like anyone else's body any better. They're all strange when you look at them for too long.

For this reason, men and women do not merely enhance their own attractiveness; they also derogate their rivals. While making themselves appear attractive by exhibiting the qualities sought by the other sex, people also denigrate their rivals by making them appear to lack these desired qualities.

Studies that compare men's and women's motives for affairs invariably find that "sex," pure and simple, is a more dominant motive for men. It doesn't necessarily mean they don't love their wives.

Anna wanted her daughter to be precisely as she, Anna, was; saving that, a fine reflection. "Eleanor, I hardly know what's to happen to you," she would say, in legend, if not in fact. "You're so plain that you really have nothing to do except be good.

I'd always been afraid of sick people, and so had my mother. It wasn't that we feared catching their brain aneurysm or accidentally ripping out their IV. I think it was their fortitude that frightened us. Sick people reminded us not of what we had, but of what we lacked. Everything we said sounded petty and insignificant; our complaints paled in the face of theirs, and without our complaints, there was nothing to say.

Such movies are always a danger...falling in love is something most adults have actually experienced...The theme is universal and encourages...unhealthy comparisons...why can't our lives be like that? It's a box left unopened, and its avoidance explains the continued popularity of vampire epics and martial-arts extravaganzas.

When it happens to you it's a national tragedy— Why aren't the papers reporting this? you wonder. Only when it happens to someone else do you realize what a dull story it really is.

At twenty-two, you are built for poverty and rejection. And you know why? Because you're good-looking. You might not realize it this morning, but thirty years from now, you will pull out pictures of yourself taken on this day and think, Why did nobody tell me I was so fucking attractive? You maybe can't see it now because you're comparing yourself to the person next to you, or two rows up. But you are stunning.