Expectations Versus Reality Quotes Novels & Stories

“You always just say the thing.” “Someone has to,” he said. “How is he handling it?” “Better than I expected,” I said. “That’s also a you thing,” he said. “The low expectations that keep getting exceeded.” I laughed again. “That is not fair.” “It’s a little fair,” he said. I looked at the city below me, all those lives going on in every lit window, indifferent and continuous. “I’m going to go back in,” I said. “Good,” he said. “Call me tomorrow. Tell me how it ends.”

Promises are the flimsiest things in the world. Tonight, I wanted to be with Hayden because I felt something real for him. If there's a future, we'll see. If not, I won't be shattered. There's a saying: the greatest pain comes from having too many expectations and getting too little in return. So, if you don't expect anything, you won't get hurt. "But I can't promise I won't betray you," I said, sounding like the heartless girl I never wanted to be. Hayden froze. I gave a small smile. "Hayden, if you're scared or if you want out, this is your chance."

Maybe I was just over thinking things and worry too much again. “I don’t know. It just feels like they expect so much from me, and unlike Richard, I’m not sure if I can live up to their expectations,” I replied a little sadly. “Expectations can be quite scary, I think. Instead of assuming the worst, you should work to align on what they expect of you. Maybe then you’ll find out whether or not they’re asking for too much,” Ace advised. “I’ll try…” I mumbled although I wasn’t certain if I could do something like that.

— he asks me while he takes his shot. — No. Do you? — I ask, focusing on the balls. — No, not at the moment. I look at him while I smile. — Got your eye on someone special? — I ask while I take my shot, sinking another. — I could ask you the same. — And if I do? What would you advise me to do? — I’d advise you not to get your hopes up too high. The higher the expectations, the harder the fall — he laughs, sinking a ball.

I don’t feel like I’m in the wrong, but my feelings and reality aren’t always aligned. Her voice sounds concerned, but she’s still not meeting my gaze. “Well, I swear I’m not. I just don’t want you to throw something good away because you're basing relationships on an old-fashioned ideal that no longer exists.” She tilts her head as she says the words while thumbing a stray drop of ice cream off the rim of the bowl.

“When you’re born into a family like mine, people stop asking what you want.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. He looked at me. “They only ask what they expect from you.” His voice was calm as he said that, but I could feel his exhaustion. For the first time, I wasn’t talking to the CEO of Guevarra Company. The person in front of me now was someone carrying a huge responsibility. “I’m sure that all the decisions you make are right because you think them through carefully,” I said. “And if my choice disappoints everyone?”

Licking my lips, I inhaled slowly as normally as I could to prevent my voice from cracking or quavering. “And I also understand that not everyone is important as much as they want to be. And not everyone deserves to be loved like they think they do, especially when they expect that love from others. And it all rounds back to expectations. So, what I want to say is, I don’t expect anything from you or Aamna, so please do not expect much from me either. Because I might not meet your expectations any longer. So… it’s a very… humble… request.” Silence lingered with the slowly moving time.

I just want to hear her speak because her voice has a calming quality that makes everything seem better. "Things are not necessarily how they seem. Once the reality becomes clear so they lose their charm and beauty, if I know how you want me to describe it, I will do the same. Because once you realize the reality is far different from your perception, it leaves you with nothing... sometimes not even disappointment." There was a nagging feeling in my heart that something is amiss, but I tried to push it away. But now, her word forces me to think that my intuition might not be entirely wrong.

, I heard the stranger laugh making me remember Aaron. "I hate you Aaron", with that I fell into deep slumber. Why people expect things from others? If we failed to meet others expectations why do we feel disappointed? If there is no expectations then no disappointments. That's how I lived my life and I still prefer it. I never expected to run a empire.I never expected to marry a prince charming. I prefer my life as a simple one! *****

As he speaks, he watches me closely for my reaction to his soft accusation. I stammer. “I am not- I- I mean..” The stammering is pretty much proving his point, which irritates me to no end. I huff out a breath and straighten my spine. “Well, it seems to me that you are going out of your way to make me uncomfortable, so honestly, isn't this the reaction you expected from me? I'm just playing into whatever it is that you are doing here.” I am surprised by my audacity in speaking to him. Especially with attitude. I don't usually talk to the other students at school, especially not guys, preferring to keep my head down and just try to get through each day. I must be imagining the glint in his ey