You could write a song about some kind of emotional problem you are having but it would not be a good song in my eyes until it went through a period of sensitivity to a moment of clarity. Without that moment of clarity to contribute to the song it's just complaining.

I look upon life as a gift from God. I did nothing to earn it. Now that the time is coming to give it back I have no right to complain.

It is no use to grumble and complain It's just as cheap and easy to rejoice When God sorts out the weather and sends rain - Why rain's my choice.

Man spends his life in reasoning on the past in complaining of the present in fearing future.

The future rewards those who press on. I don't have time to feel sorry for myself. I don't have time to complain. I'm going to press on.

We need two kinds of acquaintances one to complain to while to the others we boast.

I was raised by a lady that was crippled all her life but she did everything for me and she raised me. She washed our clothes cooked our food she did everything for us. I don't think I ever heard her complain a day in her life. She taught me responsibility towards my brother and sisters and the community.

You can give men food and leisure and amusements and good conditions of work and still they will remain unsatisfied. You can deny them all these things and they will not complain so long as they feel that they have something to die for.

I think 'Dilbert' will remain popular as long as employees are frustrated and they fear the consequences of complaining too loudly. 'Dilbert' is the designated voice of discontent for the workplace. I never planned it that way. It just happened.

Before people complain of the obscurity of modern poetry they should first examine their consciences and ask themselves with how many people and on how many occasions they have genuinely and profoundly shared some experience with another.