Letitia Elizabeth Landon Quotes

No one is contented in this world, I believe. There is always something left to desire, and the last thing longed for always seems the most necessary to happiness.

We are perverse creatures and never satisfied.

Never underestimate the power of human stupidity.

Such is the state of life, that none are happy but by the anticipation of change: the change itself is nothing; when we have made it, the next wish is to change again.

There are two kinds of people on this Earth: Those who are content and those who are not.

The people who live in a golden age usually go around complaining how yellow everything looks.

Most of us readily take things for granted that at an earlier time remained to be discovered.

Point me out the happy man and I will point you out either egotism, selfishness, evil - or else an absolute ignorance.

No sooner does man discover intelligence than he tries to involve it in his own stupidity.

He doubts nothing who knows nothing.

The will to be stupid is a very powerful force, but there are always alternatives.

… discontent is the first necessity of progress. Show me a thoroughly satisfied man — and I will show you a failure.

Boredom, after all, is a form of criticism.

I can't stand the kind of paralysis that some people fall into because they're not happy with the choices they've made.

I have this problem where I'm never satisfied with what I do.

Strange enough how creatures of the human-kind shut their eyes to plainest facts; and by the mere inertia of Oblivion and Stupidity, live at ease in the midst of Wonders and Terrors. But indeed man is, and was always, a blockhead and dullard; much readier to feel and digest, than to think and consider. Prejudice, which he pretends to hate, is his absolute lawgiver; mere use-and-wont everywhere leads him by the nose; thus let but a Rising of the Sun, let but a Creation of the World happen twice, and it ceases to be marvellous, to be noteworthy, or noticeable.

The curse of man, and the cause of nearly all his woe, is his stupendous capacity for believing the incredible.

We're human, so you're never happy with what you have.

The man who is fond of complaining likes to remain amid the objects of his vexation. He will most strongly revolt against every means proposed for his deliverance. This is what suits him. He asks nothing better than to sigh over his position and to remain in it.

Men talk glibly enough about moonshine, as if they knew its qualities very well, and despised them; as owls might talk of sunshine,--none of your sunshine!--but this word commonly means merely something which they do not understand,--which they are abed and asleep to, however much it may be worth their while to be up and awake to it.

Thinking doesn't pay. Just makes you discontented with what you see around you.

Mankind has only one science… its the science of discontent.

And which I take notice of here, to put those discontented people in mind of it, who cannot enjoy comfortably what God has given them, because they see and covet something that he has not given them. All our discontents about what we want appeared to me to spring from the want of thankfulness for what we have.

There's a basic human weakness inherent in all people which tempts them to bitterly want what they can't have and ungratefully not want what is readily available to them.

Most people sleep themselves stupid.