Alexa Chung Quotes

Sometimes, I can myself be frustrated by books that seem to me to be insufficiently realistic about the world's potential for just being totally a randomly bad place.

Bad things happen sometimes.

Sometimes it just happens - to the wrong people at the wrong time.

I'll tell you one thing, it's a cruel, cruel world.

Some people, and I am one of them, hate happy ends. We feel cheated. Harm is the norm.

I detest that saying 'Everything happens for a reason'; it's nonsense.

Life is ruthless, and its bestowal of fortune arbitrary and capricious. I'd been born to morons, and mine was a shabby life.

One of the things that I somewhat realized, especially right after I was convicted, was that sometimes really, really horrible things happen for no reason.

I had just broke in and everything was going so well, to have it all ripped away like that is not nice. That's part of football, and that stuff happens all the time. You go from the highest of highs, and then it's taken away and you're from there to rock bottom.

Bad things can happen even to the best players.

I think, in general, the sport's frustrating because I think it's one of only a few sports in the world where you've got so many other variables. Not taking anything away from the winner, but the best man doesn't always win. I think part of that makes the sport really exciting, and part of it makes it heartbreaking.

I didn't get good breaks on TV.

Every time something is going good, going great, there's always something that happens to remind you of reality.

Life is a rotten lottery.

Fickle Fortune reigns, and, undiscerning, scatters crowns and chains.

Alas! fond child, How are thy thoughts beguil'd To hope for honey from a nest of wasps? Thou may'st as well Go seek for ease in hell, Or sprightly nectar from the mouths of asps. The world's a hive, From whence thou canst derive No good, but what thy soul's vexation brings: But case thou meet Some petty-petty sweet, Each drop is guarded with a thousand stings.

A lot of Americans like happy endings, but life does not necessarily have a happy ending.

Bad things can happen to anyone at any time, whether you follow the rules or not.

Misfortune wandering the same track lights now upon one and now upon another.

Hope and reality lie in inverse proportions.

The future: A consolation for those who have no other.

Anyone who imagines that bliss is normal is going to waste a lot of time running around shouting that he’s been robbed. The fact is that most putts don’t drop, most beef is tough, most children grow up to just be people, most successful marriages require a high degree of mutual toleration, most jobs are more often dull than otherwise. Life is like an old-time rail journey—delays, sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed. The trick is to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride.

The same as real life, there is no happily ever after.

Things just seemed to go too wrong too many times.

Can there be worse sickness, than to know that we are never well, nor can be so?