Norm MacDonald Quotes

It's better sometimes when we don't get to touch our dreams.

I feel, in the end, as if everything I've done has been a failure.

I am a genius. Then it amused me to keep saying so, but now it does not. I expected to be happy sometime. Now I know I shall never be.

It took years, honestly, to deal with the disappointment of Beijing.

I always wished for this, but it's almost turning into more of a nightmare than a dream.

It is bitter to think of one's best years disappearing in this unpolished country.

The only thing I'd ever wanted in my life was to be a major-league ballplayer, but I had to admit to myself that I wasn't good enough. It broke my heart.

I always wanted to play in the Super Bowl. That never happened. It hurts. I'm not going to lie about it. It's reality. You deal with it.

When I finally got there, to where I thought was the top, I wasn't doing what I was doing in the beginning. I was not happy.

It's hard for me to miss out on a game.

There's a lot of disappointment when you lose a playoff game.

I'd lost count of the disappointments.

‎"Those who give up dreams, do injury to their own hearts and cannot possibly enjoy a profound sense of fulfillment in the end.

I only have two kinds of dreams: the bad and the terrible. Bad dreams I can cope with. They're just nightmares, and the end eventually. I wake up. The terrible dreams are the good dreams. In my terrible dreams, everything is fine. I am still with the company. I still look like me. None of the last five years ever happened. Sometimes I'm married. Once I even had kids. I even knew their names. Everything's wonderful and normal and fine. And then I wake up, and I'm still me. And I'm still here. And that is truly terrible.

She had waited all her life for something, and it had killed her when it found her.

I came to the conclusion that unrealized hopes, even small ones, were always wrenching.

Ever get the feeling you've been cheated?

The dream is over. I gotta get down to reality. The good old days is garbage.

I guess there's a lot we hope for that never happens.

I’ve lived to bury my desires, And see my dreams corrode with rust; Now all that’s left are fruitless fires That burn my empty heart to dust.

Dreams are always crushing when they don't come true. But it's the simple dreams that are often the most painful because they seem so personal, so reasonable, so attainable. You're always close enough to touch, but never quite close enough to hold and it's enough to break your heart.

And in vain does the dreamer rummage about in his old dreams, raking them over as though they were a heap of cinders, looking into these cinders for some spark, however tiny, to fan it into a flame so as to warm his chilled blood by it and revive in it all that he held so dear before, all that touched his heart, that made his blood course through his veins, that drew tears from his eyes, and that so splendidly deceived him!

Life is like a movie, if you've sat through more than half of it and it’s sucked every second so far, it probably isn't going to get great right at the end and make it all worthwhile. None should blame you for walking out early.

O but we dreamed to mend Whatever mischief seemed To afflict mankind, but now That winds of winter blow Learn that we were crack-pated when we dreamed.

Let the thick curtain fall;I better know than allHow little I have gained,How vast the unattained.