Disaffection Quotes

he will become a malcontent and possibly espouse and give additional weight to the opposition to the Government .

Where you come from is gone, where you thought you were going to never was there, and where you are is no good unless you can get away from it

Punk rock, to me, was always outsiderness. When I first saw large-group-scene punk rock, I was repelled by it, because there were way too many people who agreed with each other.

I think the degree of alienation and despair is more universal.

Insurrection. An unsuccessful revolution; disaffection's failure to substitute misrule for bad government.

I was in college for two years, and just hated it in the '60s.

May we not look for Discontent, Mistrust, Disaffection to Government and frequent Insurrections?

Mr Earbrass stands on the terrace at twilight. It is bleak; it is cold; and the virtue has gone out of everything. Words drift through his mind: anguish turnips conjunctions illness defeat string parties no parties urns desuetude disaffection claws loss Trebizond napkins shame stones distance fever Antipodes mush glaciers incoherence labels miasma amputation tides deceit mourning elsewards.

When you stop to think about it, so many films today where we don't have that kind of contact are films about alienation. About alienated feelings. We are much more alienated from our colleagues nowadays.

In the absence of specific solutions or evidence that we have people in Washington, D.C., who can make a significant difference... people will cling to those who at least speak to their frustrations.

I felt angry, frustrated. I felt I didn't belong, not in my church, not in my home, not in my skin. Amidst the chaos, i felt alone, in need of a friend instead of a sister, someone detached from my world. The "woman's role" theory disgusted me. I would soon be a woman, and I knew I could never perform as expected. I was tired of my mom's submission to her religion, to her husband's sick quest for an heir, to his abuse. I was sick of my dad, of reaching for him as he fell farther away from us and into the arms of Johnnie WB.

The world doesn't make any heroes anymore.

Disaffection stalks around us.

The second Trump won, I felt super-powerless and I thought, 'Oh my God, no one's looking out for us.'

I've never felt at home anywhere.

I nod like I'm not at all unnerved by this new cold side to him. Not cruel like his father. Not warm like the husband who sought me out on quiet nights. Something in between. This Linden has never woven his fingers through mine, never chosen me from a line of weary Gathered girls, never said he loved me in a myriad of coloured lights. We are nothing to each other.

Tell Papa I admire him but from now on I plan to admire him from as far away as I can get.

They don’t hate the West because of any specific policy or action like Israel or Iraq. They just hate because they have been unsuccessful; they feel that they’ve been denied their rightful place in life.

The lack of belief is a defect that ought to be concealed when it cannot be overcome.

Yeah, it's pretty hard not to be completely cynical these days.

I never understood alienation. Alienation from what? You have to want to be part of something in order to feel alienated from it.

When I sat in rooms with middle-aged white men, I heard them speaking like young black men in America. They had been solidly middle class for the majority of their working careers, but now they were feeling angry, disaffected, and in some cases, they actually had tears in their eyes.

Even as I'm shoveling up my hooter, I realize the sad truth. Coke bores me, It bores us all. We're jaded cunts, in a scene we hate, a city we hate, pretending that we're at the center of the universe, trashing ourselves with crap drugs to stave off the feeling that real life is happening somewhere else, aware that all we're doing is feeding that paranoia and disenchantment, yet somehow we're too apathetic to stop. Cause, sadly, there's nothing else of interest to stop for.

I just can't get used to life.

The nine-to-five is one of the greatest atrocities sprung upon mankind. You give your life to a function that doesn't interest you. This situation so repelled me that I was driven to drink, starvation, and mad females, simply as an alternative.