Quotes About Outburst

you have to scream out emotions; if you don't, they'll fester.

Humor is a spontaneous, wonderful bit of an outburst that just comes. It's unbridled, its unplanned, it's full of suprises.

Good,' said Mr Carton. 'Why children, a loathsome breed who should be kept under hatches or in monasteries till they have acquired some rudiments of manners and consideration for others, should be encouraged to think themselves of importance now, I do not know. The English as a race have always been sentimental about dogs, and draught horses in Italy where most of them have never been, but this wave of sentiment about children is a new and revolting outburst.

I have a hell-fire temper.

I can't fully rule out that I lose my temper sometimes.

I have a bit of a temper.

I've only lost my temper three times in my whole life.

loco!" exclaimed Andy.

I can be quite fiery. I was worse when I was younger but even now, when there is a bad decision from... it doesn't matter who, I sometimes want to scream.

I have a raging temper. I'll shout and scream, then it passes like a wicked storm.

little fucker!" Star shouted at

Oh well. Better out than in

AAAAHHHHHHHhhhhh! WHOOSH, WHOOSH, YOU BASTARD!

That's the thing about someone who rarely gets upset: when they do, you notice.

Dalton regarded his chess opponent, from whom the outburst had come. "What on earth has got into you?" Lord Peter sat back, a triumphant smirk on his lips. "I moved!" "Well, congratulations. What did you move?" "Bishop to

Why is the wolf always the one who's drafted?" – Sasha "The wolf is the one who is most rested." – Choo Co La Tah "What? You want to toss logic into my emotional outburst? Where's the fairness of that?" - Sasha

Tu sais, père, la douleur, soit elle arrive à fondre et à s'écouler par les yeux, soit elle devient tranchante comme une lame et jaillit de la bouche, soit elle se transforme en bombe à l'intérieur, une bombe qui explose un beau jour et qui te fait exploser.

I've still got a lot of tantrums to throw.

He turned down the passageway to their little parlor, and sent the door swinging open with a crash. Losing my temper will not help, he said, and gave the door a vicious kick.

Have you no sense? Poor misguided men, such shouting—why this public outburst? Aren't you ashamed, with the land so sick, to stir up private quarrels?

want to scream, and sometimes I do. On occasion, I scream as loudly as I can

Rage only works if it is justified. That's the trick with rage. You gotta have a reason to be mad.

But when I am around strangers, I turn into a conversational Mount St. Helens. I'm dormant, dormant, quiet, quiet, old-guy loners build log cabins on the slopes of my silence and then, boom, it's 1980. Once I erupt, they'll be wiping my verbal ashes off their windshields as far away as North Dakota.

They have terrified my poor wife and threatened my very person!" Halt eyed the man impassivley until the outburst was finished. Worse than that," he said quietly, "they've wasted my time.