Best 285 quotes in «unhappiness quotes» category

Next to worry probably one of the most potent causes of unhappiness is envy.

The abuse of power that seems to create the most unhappiness is when a person uses personal power to get ahead without regards to the welfare of others, or when power is used to go into the lower dimensional planes.

Oh! The good times when we were so unhappy.

Since unhappiness excites interest, many, in order to render themselves interesting, feign unhappiness.

Some people are so poor, all they have is their money.

O Lord! Unhappy is the man whom man can make unhappy.

One should always avoid unnecessary unhappiness. Especially if one is an immortal. They taught us that in school.

Perfer et obdura; dolor hic tibi proderit olim. Have patience and endure; this unhappiness will one day be beneficial.

The ego's form of happiness can't exist without unhappiness. The ego will be happy when something good happens but unhappy when it ends.

The wretched reflect either too much or too little.

There is a stage in any misery when the victim begins to find a deep satisfaction in it.

The unhappy of all men is he who believes himself to be so.

The faces of most American women over thirty are relief maps of petulant and bewildered unhappiness.

To be happy, one only must be able to confront, which is to say, experience, those things that are. Unhappiness is only this the inability to confront that which is.

To be happy is only to have freed one's soul from the unrest of unhappiness.

To pursue a goal which is by definition unattainable is to condemn oneself to a state of perpetual unhappiness.

Unhappiness is selfish, grief is selfish. For whom are the tears?

Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought

Unhappiness comes when you try to be like everyone else rather than embracing the unique person that you are.

Unhappiness is bondage; therefore, happiness is freedom. The way to find happiness is through the cure. Therefore, it is only through the cure that one finds freedom.

When unhappy, one doubts everything when happy one doubts nothing.

We become moral when we are unhappy.

What is happiness and unhappiness?  It depends so little on the circumstances; it depends really only on what happens inside a person.  I am grateful for every day and that makes me happy.

After or before any happiness, someone must cry.

When you are suffering, when you are unhappy, stay totally with what is Now. Unhappiness or problems cannot survive in the Now.

Where there are two, one cannot be wretched, and one not.

A gente acha que é menos infeliz quando não é infeliz sozinho; mas, segundo Zoroastro, não é por maldade, é por necessidade. A alegria de um homem feliz seria um insulto, mas dois infelizes são como dois arbustos frágeis que, apoiando-se um no outro, se fortalecem contra a tempestade.

All crimes, all hatreds, all wars can be reduced to unhappiness.

All chances of happiness are gone from me. Just being with myself is hell all the time anyway.

And I am forty-nine and getting old and soon it will be too late for all the things I know nothing of but which torment me in the middle of the night and here now in this place which is supposed to be a comfort and a solace. I am lonely and hungry and I have never breathed a word of this to anyone. Nobody knows or cares. I don't want anyone to know or care.

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

An untamed mind is usually doing its level best to attain or to retain unhappiness.

--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.

And what’s your unhappiness due to, Harry? The words came out before he had time to think. “Loving someone who loves me.

And when people are unhappy, they can never bring joy to anyone else. They become nothing but tenants in their own lives, with no possibility of moving anywhere bigger or more luxurious. They resign themselves to their three-rooms-and-a-kitchen under the eaves, and then escape into the pages of luxury magazines offering sensational apartments with incredible services that they will never be able to buy. They torment themselves by imagining the life they do not have.

An indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her whole being with a vague anguish. It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her soul's summer day.

An untamed mind is usually engaged in the pursuit of unhappiness (or even more unhappiness).

Antonia was very conscious of the corrosive power of envy and felt that it was this emotion, more than any other, which lay behind human unhappiness. People did not realise how widespread envy was.

A person's true character lies somewhere until after you might have pressed the wrong button without knowing, then you'll realize that there are dogs in human form.

An untrained mind usually focuses not on what one needs and has but on what one wants but lacks.

A recurring problem needs nothing but a tactical head-on solution. The more you entertain your problems, the more your entertain unhappiness!

A recurring problem needs nothing but a tactical head-on solution. The more you entertain your problems, the more you entertain your unhappiness

A progressive society chooses a Dharma which benefits most members of that society. Hence, Dharma has to change with time. While Dharma is an ancient concept, it must incorporate new principles to keep pace with changing times. The blind observation of any principle can only lead to failure, miseries and unhappiness.

A smile is a song from the heart; a tear is a letter from the soul.

A thing always makes you unhappy when you need it for happiness.

Bah! you, too, have ideals," he muttered, looking at her almost with hatred, and smiling sarcastically. "I ought to have considered that . . . . Well, that's praiseworthy, and it's better for you . . . and if you reach a line you won't overstep, you will be unhappy . . . and if you overstep it, maybe you will be still unhappier . . . .

But if we reason it out simply and not try to be one bit fancy, then what sort of pride can you possibly take or what's the sense of ever having it, if man is poorly put together as a physiological type and if the enormous majority of the human race is brutal, stupid, and profoundly unhappy?

Being jealous does nothing. It turns you into a person who’s unable to feel genuine happiness, and tarnishes every accomplishment when it’s used to measure your sense of worth on a made-up scale. You hear about a friend’s promotion (in an industry that probably isn’t yours) and feel like you will never venture past your existing achievements. You hear someone from high school is getting married and assume that you never will. You discover the guy you worked retail with in 2006 has a new apartment, and you sit wherever you happen to live and actively resent the space you loved five minutes ago. And feelings like will always come up; it’s just up to you to say “fuck off.” So, while I’d like to say you should just decide not to be jealous, and that we’re all in this together so let’s remember that and be best friends, I know that isn’t realistic because jealousy is immune to reason and logic…If I feel myself slipping into a jealousy wormhole when I see someone else shining, I remember that to gauge my self-worth based on someone else’s accomplishments is a one-way ticket to bitterness.

But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness, I want sin.' 'In fact,' said Mustapha Mond, 'you're claiming the right to be unhappy.' 'All right then,' said the Savage defiantly, 'I'm claiming the right to be unhappy.' 'Not to mention the right to grow old and ugly and impotent; the right to have syphilis and cancer; the right to have too little to eat; the right to be lousy; the right to live in constant apprehension of what may happen tomorrow; the right to catch typhoid; the right to be tortured by unspeakable pains of every kind.' There was a long silence. 'I claim them all,' said the Savage at last. Mustapha Mond shrugged his shoulders. 'You're welcome," he said.

But somehow her satisfaction never lasted very long. She always found herself changing, pushing against the limits and ruining things for everyone around her. "It's not always my fault," she said softly. "Things just get complicated, sometimes.