Joseph Brant Quotes

What a miserable thing life is: you're living in clover, only the clover isn't good enough.

Our desires always disappoint us; for though we meet with something that gives us satisfaction, yet it never thoroughly answers our expectation.

A sense of grievance can accumulate with the success of conflict no matter how it has been resolved.

In every team there are those who are discontented.

I was not satisfied at Rangers, not by a long way. I have hassles there, I had obstacles placed in front of me, and certain things never sat easily on my shoulders, and never will.

If you are foolish enough to be contented, don't show it, but grumble with the rest.

It is not actual suffering but the taste of better things which excites people to revolt.

Here we are 17 years later. Those agencies never did come through.

What has changed is that nothing has changed... that's what has made me more unhappy than everything else.

After you get what you want you don't want it.

I am sick and tired of being sick and tired.

Anybody whose mind is functioning at all can't be content with the way the world works.

I was honestly contemplating retirement. A lot of people don't know that, but I was done.

You know you can't satisfy anybody.

You only have to pick up a paper to see the sort of scams and injustices that are out there. There's a sense that people don't belong and just aren't very happy. They're outraged, in fact, and they're being shafted left, right and centre.

As the world is weary of me so am I of it.

What engenders hatred towards the Sharia? When people find their basic needs are not being met, then people just see it as unfair.

I am sick of the disparity between things as they are and as they should be. I'm tired.I'm tired of the truth and I'm tired of lying about the truth.

I have no complaints, except for the world.

I don't know why this world keeps turning, round and round. But I wish it would stop and let me off right now!

Well the Lone Ranger and Tonto, they are riding down the line fixing everybody's troubles, everybody except mine.

Nobody wants to hear how I think I've been mistreated, or how I think my punishment should be lifted, or tweaked, or reduced. Nobody wants to hear me say that, nobody cares what I think about this. I get it.

The events I sought were never as great as I needed them to be.

The want of a thing is perplexing enough, but the possession of it, is intolerable.

Misery has only one meaning, that things are not fitting with your desires - and things never fit with your desires, they cannot. Things simply go on following their nature.