disappointment had to be postponed, hope kept alive as long as possible;

What have we all got to expect that we allow ourselves to be so lined with disappointment?

Grief and disappointment are like hate: they make men ugly with self-pity and bitterness. And how selfish they make us too.

As the end of the what is called the 'sexual life' the only love which has lasted is the love which has everything, every disappointment, every failure and every betrayal, which has accepted even the sad fact that in the end there is no desire so deep as the simple desire for companionship.