The game of discontent has its rules, and he who disregards them cheats. It is not permitted to you to wish to add another's advantages or possessions to your own; you are permitted only to wish to be another.
Discontent is the first necessity of progress.
We are ourselves the stumbling-blocks in the way of our happiness. Place a common individual - by common, I mean with the common share of stupidity, custom, and discontent - place him in the garden of Eden, and he would not find it out unless he were told, and when told, he would not believe it.
I poured out the torrent of my long-standing discontent and I challenged them to do and dare anything.
Banks and churches and courtrooms all depend on the appurtenances of theatre. On illusion. Banks, the illusion of stability and honourable dealings to the rot and corruption of capitalist exploitation. Churches the illusion of sacred sanctuary of purposes of pacifying social discontent. Courtrooms of course designed to promote the illusion of solemn justice. If there was true justice why would such trappings be necessary? Wouldn't a table and chairs and an ordinary room serve just as well?
Discontent is the seed of ethics.
Discontent arises from a knowledge of the possible, as contrasted with the actual.
Content makes poor men rich; discontent makes rich men poor.
There is no greater disaster than discontent.
One good, hearty laugh is a bombshell exploding in the right place, while spleen and discontent are a gun that kicks over the man who shoots it off.
Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice Hath often stilled my brawling discontent.
The number is less than that of 2004, but major fatal accidents have aroused considerable public discontent.
Healthy discontent is the prelude to progress.
What is more miserable than discontent?
Poor in abundance, famish'd at a feast.
Until you get dissatisfied, you won't do anything to really move your life to another level. Dissatisfaction is a gem. If you're totally satisfied, you're going to get comfortable. And then your life begins to deteriorate.
Tragedy is chic but discontent is dowdy.
Never be discontent with the life you've been dealt, be discontent with the way you're living it.
Woman's discontent increases in exact proportion to her development.
To save the mind from preying inwardly upon itself, it must be encouraged to some outward pursuit. There is no other way to elude apathy, or escape discontent; none other to guard the temper from that quarrel with itself, which ultimately ends in quarreling with all mankind.