Quotes About Anger

Men make angry music and it's called rock-and-roll women include anger in their vocabulary and suddenly they're angry and militant.

Men make angry music and it's called rock-and-roll; women include anger in their vocabulary and suddenly they're angry and militant.

I am not an angry girl But it seems like I've got everyone fooled Every time I say something they find hard to hear They chalk it up to my anger, and never to their own fear

That doctor of yours called it depression. Depression is a form of anger, or so I've read.' 'I'm not angry.' She looked at him wonderingly. 'Why on earth should I be angry?' 'Maybe you were angry without knowing it. Maybe anger is merely undigested experience.

Maybe, sometimes, it's easier to be mad at the people you trust because you know they'll always love you, no matter what.

Angela yelled. Realizing she was dangerously out of control—in the last couple of hours, she'd begun to understand why gerbil parents sometimes ate their young—she

It was much more organized than he would have expected, for a lad with a temper who'd been on the fringes of criminal activity since he was a boy. It came to Joe that perhaps Keane had needed order, to be in control, and the anger came out of chaos and situations he couldn't handle. Three young kids and a flaky wife might do that to you. For the first time, he felt some sympathy for the dead man.

When Fran had died and people had shared their own stories of grieving he'd wanted to hit them, to scream, I don't care if someone close to you died. Don't use my tragedy to wallow in your own. You cannot come close to knowing how I feel.

Guilt always made her ratty.

There hadn't even been the casual bad language she used herself to show that she was tired or cross. But still he'd shocked them because his anger was deep and real. They'd spent a week carefully putting words together, but his rage had a greater effect than any of their stories.

she'd felt on coming into the house, made Vera angry. Bloody hippies! She'd given them a key for emergencies, not so that they could wander into her house whenever they felt like it. They had no respect for personal boundaries.

I had a period where everything... if it's raining, I'm angry because it's raining. If I miss, it's because the pitch is too wet. It was only excuses. It was not good.

Whatever is begun in anger ends in shame.

I am just sorry my own mother had to live under that regime for most of her life. I was lucky. I got out and, 14 years later, Czechoslovakia became a free country. So I feel anger, even fury, at this bloody system that ruined so many people's lives for no reason whatsoever.

Whenever you are angry, be assured that it is not only a present evil, but that you have increased a habit.

Obama and his attack dogs have nothing but hate and anger in their hearts and spew it whenever possible.

I have this weird sort of Gemini thing where I can really be empathetic and a loving person. But if you piss me off, I can be one of the meanest, most sadistic people.

If you're with a close friend, your anger may raise his blood pressure as well as your own, whereas loving feelings may lower blood pressure in both of you.

Wherever there is injustice, there is anger, and anger is like gasoline - if you spray it around and somebody lights a matchstick, you have an inferno. But anger inside an engine is powerful: it can drive us forward and can get us through dreadful moments and give us power. I learnt this with my discussions with nuclear policy makers.

When we don't get any treats, we feel depleted, resentful, and angry, and we feel justified in self-indulgence. We start to crave comfort - and grab that comfort wherever we can, even if it means breaking good habits.

We come from fallible parents who were kids once, who decided to have kids and who had to learn how to be parents. Faults are made and damage is done, whether it's conscious or not. Everyone's got their own 'stuff,' their own issues, and their own anger at Mom and Dad. That is what family is. Family is almost naturally dysfunctional.

I'll get to the force field of this hostility, why it's there, why the rage is in any of us, why the trash takes place, whether or not it's between me and a couple of hecklers in the audience or between this country and another nation, the rage.

Every once in a while, I get mad. 'The Lorax' came out of my being angry. The ecology books I'd read were dull... In 'The Lorax,' I was out to attack what I think are evil things and let the chips fall where they might.

I am angry when I hear things like Cheney whispering into Bush's ear on the way to Obama's inauguration to ask him to pardon 'Scooter' Libby and not to 'leave a soldier on the battlefield'. What kind of metaphor is that for his petty partisan views, when you have men and women giving the ultimate sacrifice? I have nothing but contempt.