A Quote by Louis Theroux

'Cunnamulla' is a beautifully bleak portrait of a lonely town in which people are leading lives of sort of quiet desperation. — © Louis Theroux
'Cunnamulla' is a beautifully bleak portrait of a lonely town in which people are leading lives of sort of quiet desperation.
Most men lead lives of quiet desperation. I can't take quiet desperation!
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation.
The vast majority of the people who populate our planet live lives of quiet desperation that are all too often quite harsh and painful, lives in which events and circumstances usually don't turn out the way they had hoped or planned.
I am interested in the gap between what people say and what they think - the undiscovered world of people's lives. Lives of quiet desperation.
People used to live lives of quiet desperation - now they go on talk shows!
There are millions of people living Thoreau's life of quiet desperation, and they do not have the language to escape from that desperation.
Beautifully Bleak. I likened the hills encircling Canberra to the sea. They, like the sea, could be a sunny beguiling blue, or deep and inky. They could be distant and mysterious, or beautifully bleak as the wind tore across the plains from their snowy peaks. The hills were ever changing like the sea.
In cities no one is quiet but many are lonely; in the country, people are quiet but few are lonely.
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation.
Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation. From the desperate city you go into the desperate country, and have to console yourself with the bravery of minks and muskrats. A stereotyped but unconscious despair is concealed even under what are called the games and amusements of mankind. There is no play in them, for this comes after work. But it is a characteristic of wisdom not to do desperate things.
I have a lifetime project which consists of boxes and boxes filled with envelopes on which people have written my name. I've always thought of it as a kind of double portrait, and a portrait of our relationship, which in some cases means nothing. But it makes me feel connected.
Studies of people who report high well-being in their fifties and sixties indicate that they have lived lives that involved personal risks. They are not people whose lives have been calm and predictable. A life under tight control sometimes produces quiet desperation. High well-being is a life that has depth and quality. Risks, losses, problems, and tragedy add pain to a life. That pain becomes a teacher. We learn; the pain gives us no choice.
I grew up in a place called Malahide, which is by the water and is beautifully quiet, leafy, and part serene.
I do believe that most men live lives of quiet desperation. For despair, optimism is the only practical solution. Hope is practical. Because eliminate that and it's pretty scary. Hope at least gives you the option of living.
If you give a discount there's a desperation there and I like to substitute desperation with service and real quality. And the desperation goes away.
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