Unhappy Quotes - Page 2

Nobody can make you happy or unhappy except you.

She wondered again about her inclination to wish for things that made her so deeply unhappy.

Happiness is, when it comes to the understanding of its meaning, to sometimes be unhappy.

Like alcohol and poverty, a heartbreak has the power to make a man do something he wouldn’t normally do and to make a woman do someone she wouldn’t normally do.

All of us are in the manufacturing industry - manufacturing either our own happiness or unhappiness.

You may not be happy with your life. All you have to do is to refuse to be unhappy! Because the worst thing is to get used to be unhappy!

Unhappiest is the person who feels happy when seeing an unhappy person!

Girls are always saying things like, “I’m so unhappy that I’m going to overdose on aspirin,” but they’d be awfully surprised if they succeeded. They have no intention of dying. At the first sight of blood, they panic.

Every tear drop makes deep feelings, dont let them go, but just remember,some come, some go, keep trying, hold on and always, always believe in yourself, so keep your head high, keep your chin up and smile in every situation :

There is a untold sad story behind everyone's status 'SINGLE'.

What came next wasn't exactly silence, because although it was quiet, a thousand things were being said. I hated that part about an unhappy household--that feeling of being perched and listening, the way an animal must feel at night in the dark, assessing danger.

This planet has — or rather had — a problem, which was this: most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much all of the time.

They set about making people so unhappy and isolated and when they crawl into a hole and pull it in after them, they have the nerve to call homosexuality a 'suicidal lifestyle'. And yet they do this - and deny that any gay or trans person could ever be a 'true' Christian. As if THEY are.

I'm not the type of guy that will make you happy. I'm the type of guy that will make you forget how unhappy we all are.

A tree does not despair when its fruit falls to the ground, because it knows in due time, its seeds will rise.

If you are happy with your past, you visit it often; and strangely, if you are unhappy with your past, you visit it often too!

Death takes in many people, but still lives alone.

Be sure that your praise songs are numbered higher than your sorrowful dirges and your utmost hope, firmer than your woeful regrets. Be positive.

I can't blame them, but I don't join in their sentiments. People can be very crazy when they are unhappy and heart-sore

I care about you as people, and I believe you are capable of great things. Each of you will contribute something to this world. You are important. You would be missed.

Every person should decide for himself how happy, or unhappy, our society might be.

Most people give up finding their soul mate, and settle down to just having a flesh mate.

It is not worth having a burden about money. One breathes a sigh of relief when he deposits money in the bank but becomes unhappy when the money is gone. There is nothing in this world worth being relieved about because it is all temporary.

Redwing had read somewhere that one of his favourite writers, Ernest Hemingway, had been asked what was the best training for a novelist. He had said “an unhappy childhood.” Redwing had enjoyed a fine time growing up, but he wondered if this whole expedition was unfolding more like a novel, and would be blamed on one person, one character, the guy in charge: him. Maybe you got a happy childhood and then an unhappy adulthood, and that’s how novels worked.

Hope is a better friend than despair.

The most fragile, unhappy people destine themselves to live lives of constantly reminding themselves to be happy.

When discontent sets in it's time to make some changes. In a world where so much is possible, yet so many people are unhappy, there has to be another way.

Such was the case with most unhappy students; they avoided even one another, so intent on their own unhappiness they failed to notice the other lost souls around them.

At first happiness might seem like just desserts for biological fitness (more accurately, the states that would have led to fitness in the environment in which we evolved). We are happier when we are healthy, well-fed, comfortable, safe, prosperous, knowledgeable, respected, non-celibate, and loved. Compared to their opposites, these objects of striving are conducive to reproduction. The function of happiness would be to mobilize the mind to seek the keys to Darwinian fitness. When we are unhappy, we work for the things that make us happy; when we are happy, we keep the status quo. The problem is, how much fitness is worth striving for?

As useful as an unhappy artist. As useless as a happy philosopher.

If money could buy happiness, the rich would not drown their sorrows in expensive wine.

It's normal for us to become unhappy for a while due to how circumstances in life treat us, but it is ungodly for us to be ungrateful for these circumstances that make us unhappy!

How easily such a thing can become a mania, how the most normal and sensible of women once this passion to be thin is upon them, can lose completely their sense of balance and proportion and spend years dealing with this madness.

There is no mystery to happiness.Unhappy men are all alike. Some wound they suffered long ago, some wish denied, some blow to pride, some kindling spark of love put out by scorn- or worse, indifference- cleaves to them, or they to it, and so they live each day within a shroud of yesterdays. The happy man does not look back. He doesn't look ahead. He lives in the present. But there's the rub. The present can never deliver one thing: meaning. The ways of happiness and meaning are not the same. To find happiness, a man need only live in the moment; he need only live for the moment. But if he wants meaning- the meaning of his dreams, his secrets, his life- a man must reinhabit his past, however dark, and live for the future, however uncertain. Thus nature dangles happiness and meaning before us all, insisting only that we choose between them. For myself, I have always chosen meaning.

--And the good thing about feeling happy, you know, Valentin? ...It's that you think it's forever, that one's never ever going to feel unhappy again.

Life hands us storms so we can paint rainbows.

If a person who grew up in an unhappy family cannot reprogram the sub consciousness he will not be able to create a strong marital union in the future

The worst thing about being unhappy is not being strong enough to leave the situation.

Most sane human beings’ chances of being alive in a thousand years’ time are a hundred times higher than their chances of being sincerely happy for at least ten consecutive days.

Envy of other people shows how they are unhappy. Their continual attention to others behavior shows how they are boring.

And since he was seeing more and more people who were unhappy for no apparent reason, he was becoming more and more tired, and even a little unhappy himself. He began to wonder if he was in the right profession, whether he was happy with life, whether he wasn't missing out on something. And then he felt very afraid because he wondered whether these unhappy people were contagious.

I'm like a starving man who has been given food. Maybe he's cold, and his clothes are torn, and he's ashamed, but he's not unhappy.

We have an internal check and balance system. By design we are so filled with possibility, opportunity, with greatness that when we live small, within the bottom of our capability, we innately know we should be living greater than that, and it creates a disconnect inside that leads us to feeling empty, unhappy, maybe even depressed.

In our time mass or collective production has entered our economics, our politics, even our religion, so that some nations have substituted the idea collective for the idea God. This in my time is the danger. There is great tension in the world, tension toward a breaking point, and men are unhappy and confused. At such a time it seems natural and good to me to ask myself these questions. What do I believe in? What must I fight for and what must I fight against?

Do you think maybe your writing isn't going anymore because you're unhappy? Because you're not living the life you could? A life worth writing about? You must know that cliche-write what you know-but what do you know, Bree, when you shut the world out?