What did I do to deserve this?
It doesn't take a whole long life to realize that what we deserve to have, we rarely get.
Life's unfairness is not irrevocable; we can help balance the scales for others, if not always for ourselves.
Somewhere slightly before or after the close of our second decade, we reach a momentous milestone--childhood's end. We have left asafe place and can't go home again. We have moved into a world where life isn't fair, where life is rarely what it should be.
And who ever said the world was fair, little lady? Maybe death is fair, but certainly not life. We must accept the unfairness as proof of the sublime flux of existence, the capricious music of the universe- and go on about our tasks
Somehow life doesn't always pay off to those who are most insistent.
Just because I'd spent so many years coloring inside the lines, it wasn't fair for me to expect perfection. People make mistakes. Life isn't fair. People change.
What life gives us, good or bad, we seldom deserve.
Later on in life, you expect a bit of rest, don't you? You think you deserve it. I did, anyway. But then you begin to understand that the reward of merit is not life's business.
Lucifer whispers that life's not fair and that if the gospel were true, we would never have problems or disappointments. ... The gospel isn't a guarantee against tribulation. That would be like a test with no questions. Rather, the gospel is a guide for maneuvering through the challenges of life with a sense of purpose and direction.
No one ever said life was fair. Just Eventful.
We must agree to live in this world, with all that is unfair about it, without knowing why, if we wish to have a God in our lives.
I was born in the year the Titanic sank. The Titanic went down, and I came up. That tells you a little about the fairness of life.
...in certain moods, no man can weigh this world without throwing in something, somehow like Original Sin, to strike the uneven balance.
Some men get the world, some men get ex-hookers and a trip to Arizona. You're in with the former, but my God I don't envy the blood on your conscience.
But as I have noticed on more than one occaision, life itself is unfair, and there is no complaint department, so we might as well accept things the way they happen, clean up the mess, and move on.
Our responding to life's unfairness with sympathy... may be the surest proof of all of God's reality.
The great advantage of living in a large family is that early lesson of life's essential unfairness.
