Best 824 quotes in «complaining quotes» category

The usual fortune of complaint is to excite contempt more than pity.

The very fact that you are a complainer, shows that you deserve your lot.

The wheel that squeaks the loudest is the one that gets the grease.

The woman's position in the world today is so much harder than a man's that it makes me choke every time I hear a man complain about anything.

The world is so dreadfully managed, one hardly knows to whom to complain.

The worst thing is to sit and whine and complain and obsess about money as if that were the only sign of your worth as a human.

They have vilified me, they have crucified me - yes, they have even criticized me!

They shoulda called me Little Cocaine, I was sniffing so much of the stuff! My nose got big enough to back a diesel truck in, unload it, and drive it right out again.

This is the reason we cannot complain of life: it keeps no one against his will.

This is the method of genius, to ripen fruit for the crowd by those rays of whose heat they complain.

This complaining rambling rubbish is the substitute which has taken the place of love.

Those who seek for something more than happiness in this world must not complain if happiness is not their portion.

Those that can, do. Those that can't, complain.

Those who do not complain are never pitied.

This life is not for complaint, but for satisfaction.

Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its shortness.

To become a celebrity is to become a brand name. There is Ivory Soap, Rice Krispies, and Philip Roth. Ivory is the soap that floats; Rice Krispies the breakfast cereal that goes snap-crackle-pop; Philip Roth the Jew who masturbates with a piece of liver.

To anyone complaining about our schedule - call us. We'll put you on it.

Till people find themselves greatly abused and oppressed by their governors, they are not apt to complain; and whenever they do, in fact, find themselves thus abused and oppressed, they must be stupid not to complain

Tis the voice of the sluggard I heard him complain,You have wak'd me too soon, I must slumber again.

to be reasonable one should never complain but when one hopes redress.

To me, if I'm reading a fantastic story or I go on a nice first date and I have a wonderful time, I'm not gonna complain because it didn't work out. I'm gonna go on a second date.

To complain about how the media are dominated by liberals, Limbaugh has an hour a day on network television, an hour on cable, and a radio show syndicated by over 600 stations.

To get asked to do stuff like 'United States Of Tara' and 'Caprica' is terrific. I can't complain.

To me, you can't win. You can't win. There's a war in Iraq; there's no way that they're ending that. The war in Afghanistan is still going on. There's no way that's going to end anytime soon. You can complain about it, you can throw rocks at it, but you really have to come to the conclusion that this is a really twisted place sometimes and some stuff you're not going to win.

To complain about critics in a business is like a sailor complaining about the waves. Go back to the beach if you don't like it.

To the critics: You always complain that Hollywood never gives you new stuff, and then when you get it, you flip out. Lighten up.

Unfortunately complaining is one thing Eeyores are not afraid to do. They grudgingly carry their thimbles to the Fountain of Life, then mumble and grumble that they weren't given enough.

Ultimate stupidity: Mistakenly thinking you will get what you want by complaining about and focusing on exactly what you don't want.

Using the Adagietto of Mahler's Fifth is one of the touches of pure genius in Visconti's film (even though Mahlerians complain very loudly that the piece has been ruined), since it corresponds perfectly to Aschenbach's yearnings and to his circling walks around Venice.

Until you've lived through all that," he said, "don't you ever complain about what we have. Because to me... to me..." He choked on the words, but he barely paused before he continued. "This - us - is heaven. I can't bear to hear you say otherwise.

We all sorely complain of the shortness of time, and yet have much more than we know what to do with. Our lives are either spent in doing nothing at all, or in doing nothing to the purpose, or in doing nothing that we ought to do. We are always complaining that our days are few, and acting as though there would be no end of them.

We are too prone to find fault; let us look for some of the perfections.

We are born crying, live complaining, and die disappointed.

Well, I've cleaned bathrooms in a warehouse. That was pretty terrible. But I can't complain because I'm sure other people have done worse.

We complain of the increased tempo of our lives, but our frenetic lives are just reflection of the economic system that we have created.

We got in after a ten hour drive after sleeping for four hours. I'm not complaining here. I'm really not complaining. Ten hour drive to get here, we unload, we sound check, we get here we take photos, we do this. I haven't eaten anything today. It's like... And I'm not even hungry.

We have a funny concept of time in this culture. We revere it as we revere money, yet we rarely spend any of it on ourselves. We complain that we can't make what time we have go around, yet day after day we spend our allotment doing things we don't really want to be doing.

We have been mysteriously gifted this amazing life. Let us not complain.

We lose the right of complaining sometimes, by denying something, but this often triples its force.

We may complain and cavil at the anarchy which is the amateurs natural element, but in soberness we must agree that if the amateur did not exist it would be necessary to invent him.

We complain and complain, but we have lived and seen the blossom -apple, pear, cherry, plum, almond blossom - in the sun; and the best among us cannot pretend they deserve - or could contrive - anything better.

We complain today that ministers do not know how to preach; but is it not equally true that our congregations do not know how to hear?

We had a rule in the school that when you're punished, you carry out the punishment and then complain, which I felt was absolutely unfair: if I'd done it, what was the point of complaining?

We have first raised a dust and then complain we cannot see.

We [in my family] don't like to mess around and talk about our problems or complain, it's just not anything that we do.

Well,' said Red Jacket [to someone complaining that he had not enough time], 'I suppose you have all there is.

Well that would be nice but I am not complaining about things being hectic, it is great what I have been able to do, it's just that things get a bit much sometimes.

We make our own problems every time. Everything that we complain about is something we can solve.

We must complain. Yes, plain, blunt complaint, ceaseless agitation, unfailing exposure of dishonesty and wrong - this is the ancient, unerring way to liberty and we must follow it.