Resignation

act of giving up or quitting an office or position
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Resignation is a psychological state of uncomplaining, utter frustration.

Quotes

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  • Give what thou canst, without thee we are poor;
    And with thee rich, take what thou wilt away.
  • Bends to the grave with unperceived decay,
    While resignation gently slopes the way
    And, all his prospects brightening to the last,
    His heaven commences ere the world be past.
  • That's best
    Which God sends. 'Twas His will: it is mine.
    • Owen Meredith (Lord Lytton), Lucile (1860), Part II, Canto VI, Stanza 29.
  • The pious farmer, who ne'er misses pray'rs,
    With patience suffers unexpected rain;
    He blesses Heav'n for what its bounty spares,
    And sees, resign'd, a crop of blighted grain.
    But, spite of sermons, farmers would blaspheme,
    If a star fell to set their thatch on flame.

Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations

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Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 668.
  • To be resign'd when ills betide,
    Patient when favours are denied,
    And pleased with favours given;—
    Dear Chloe, this is wisdom's part,
    This is that incense of the heart
    Whose fragrance smells to heaven.
  • Dare to look up to God and say, Deal with me in the future as Thou wilt; I am of the same mind as Thou art; I am Thine; I refuse nothing that pleases Thee; lead me where Thou wilt; clothe me in any dress Thou choosest.
  • To will what God doth will, that is the only science
    That gives us any rest.
  • Placato possum non miser esse deo.
    • If God be appeased, I can not be wretched.
    • Ovid, Tristium, III, 40.
  • Unum est levamentum malorum pati et necessitatibus suis obsequi.
    • One alleviation in misfortune is to endure and submit to necessity.
    • Seneca the Younger, De Ira, III, 16.
  • Placeat homini quidquid deo placuit.
    • Let that please man which has pleased God.
    • Seneca the Younger, Epistolæ Ad Lucilium, LXXIV.
  • It seem'd so hard at first, mother, to leave the blessed sun,
    And now it seems as hard to stay—and yet His will be done!
    But still I think it can't be long before I find release;
    And that good man, the clergyman, has told me words of peace.
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