Vanessa Kirby Quotes

Am I grumpy? I might be. But I think maybe sometimes it's misinterpreted.

One thing about me is that I don't like to be sad all the time.

I was born with an extremely negative attitude. I was the kid who wouldn't smile in Christmas photos, was a poor sport, and hated a lot of things. I eventually grew out of my negativity when I matured.

Happiness is the interval between periods of unhappiness.

Certainly I have no attraction to misery. I don't intentionally go for dark.

I don't personally try to balance my work because I operate under the assumption that anyone reading or watching my stuff isn't having a particularly balanced day anyway. But negative attitudes just amuse me more than positive ones.

Unhappy is a nice word.

Who's happy these days?

In actual life I am a grumpy old bag.

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

I've got that resilient thing inside me. But I wasn't a happy bunny.

I actually think that I'm a rather optimistic and happy person; it's just that I'm not a very positive person, if you see the difference.

I am more and more convinced that our happiness or our unhappiness depends far more on the way we meet the events of life than on the nature of those events themselves.

You use and lose a lot of energy being grumpy.

Generally, I'm not sad. I mean, everyone has sad moments.

If you're unhappy, you can't make anything.

One thing I don't believe I am at all is bitter.

I'm a pessimist.

I'm not a positive guy.

I'm a pretty positive person, so a bad mood is quite a big deal.

I think melancholy is kind of a misunderstood emotion. I don't think it's necessarily an unpleasant or bad emotion.

Oftentimes. when people are miserable, they will want to make other people miserable, too. But it never helps.

Some people are born to make life pretty, and others to grumble that it is not pretty enough.

I just don't want to be around people who don't hate everything in their life right now.

The attitude of unhappiness is not only painful, it is mean and ugly. What can be more base and unworthy than the pining, puling, mumping mood, no matter by what outward ills it may have been engendered? What is more injurious to others? What less helpful as a way out of the difficulty? It but fastens and perpetuates the trouble which occasioned it, and increases the total evil of the situation. At all costs, then, we ought to reduce the sway of that mood; we ought to scout it in ourselves and others, and never show it tolerance.