Alan Brien Quotes

Sightseeing is the art of disappointment.

I envied kids who played soccer and football, but that was not my gig.

For me, I would get so frustrated because I would see these other bands just whip by us.

I'd be lying if I said that it didn't suck to see Durant doing so well.

sight-seeing gratifies us in different ways. First, there is the pleasure of novelty; secondly, either that of admiration or fault-finding - the latter a very animated enjoyment.

A man comes to measure his greatness by the regrets, envies and hatreds of his competitors.

Also our fellow competitors, who are indeed the people just mentioned - we do not compete with men who lived a hundred centuries ago, or those yet not born, or the dead, or those who dwell near the Pillars of Hercules, or those whom, in our opinion or that of others, we take to be far below us or far above us. So too we compete with those who follow the same ends as ourselves; we compete with our rivals in sport or in love, and generally with those who are after the same things; and it is therefore these whom we are bound to envy beyond all others. Hence the saying.

I think a lot of people have had their eyes open, shocked that the team they thought they were on didn't exist, and that the games were not being played to win. I guess it's shocking to a lot of people.

When we get to A League Of Their Own, I have to be Geena Davis' little sister who wants to be like her and wants everything that she has and is jealous and upset and mad. Well, that was easy. I mean, she has an Academy Award. I think I can be upset about that. She's 99 feet tall and she's drop-dead gorgeous and she's all feminine and pretty. I had to pretend I couldn't run as fast as her. That was hard.

No one wants to be excelled by his relatives.

Every time a friend succeeds, I die a little.

I've only been to Dublin once, and I had a great time. I got completely soaked because it was rainy.

Whoever envies another confesses his superiority.

The ox longs for the gaudy trappings of the horse; the lazy pack-horse would fain plough. [We envy the position of others, dissatisfied with our own.]

I've given you my best, why does she get the best of you?

We all have someone we think shines so much more than we do that we are not even a moon to their sun, but a dead little rock floating in space next to their gold and their blaze.

Envy is the tax which all distinction must pay.

You always envy someone else's life and, as a woman, you're always comparing your life to someone else's life.

Pity is for the living, envy is for the dead.

Pride is seldom delicate, it will please itself with very mean advantages; and envy feels not its own happiness, but when it may be compared with the misery of others

I've done everything. All of it. You think it, I've done it. All the things you never dared, all the things you dream about, all the things you were curious about and then forgot because you knew you never would. I did 'em, I did 'em yesterday while you were still in bed. What about you? When's it gonna be your turn?

The more any one speaks of himself, the less he likes to hear another talked of.

Your failures and misfortunes don't threaten other people. . .It's your assets and your successes that are problems for people who derive their self-esteem from being superior.

If your wife went out with Brad Pitt, you'd want to prove yourself, you know what I mean?

There's always something about your success that displeases even your best friends.