Quotes About Anger

My hope is that out of all the anger and seeming hostility that we hear in some of today's music will come some sort of coalition that will become politically involved.

Tanpa maaf, hidup ini diperintah oleh lingkaran setan kebencian dan pembalasan dendam.

As the plane got closer to Miami, I had this terrible feeling he was dying. Maybe he was telling me that he was going. I felt anger, panic, despair and helplessness.

Only my pain is more silent than my anger.

I was amazed at how strong women were when they were angry.

It was a terrible division, to feel such need for someone, and yet angry that need existed.

Does anything feel worse than being angry with people you love?" "P. 307: Fitz to Chade

Shame is not a good emotion for a man to feel. It makes him angry as often as it makes him sorry.

It was not that she was a better-tempered person, she decided detachedly. It was that her anger had learned a terrible patience. What good was wasting words on a petty and tyrannical second mate? He was a little yapping dog. She was a tigress. One did not waste snarls on such a creature. One waited until one could snap his spine with a single blow.

But if she let go of her anger, all that would remain was grief and pain. Anger was easier. Anger could be focused outward. Grief corroded from within.

I didn't want to be sad. I wanted to be angry. Angry hurt less.

A veces resulta más fácil desclavar un cuchillo de un hombre que pedirle que perdone tus palabras. Aunque esas palabras hayan nacido de la rabia.

Bastard," she spat at him, and she thought he had moved closer. She swung at him, and then suddenly he was where he had been standing all along, the coward.

Estamos aqui', respondi, e soltei uma gargalhada. Nunca pensara que a ira e o desespero pudessem fazer um homem rir.

Fitz, you are angry. I can feel it like storm waves lashing my shores.

What I said to you earlier, I was angry, I was..." "Right on target." The sound he made might have been a laugh, if not so freighted with bitterness. "Only in the way that people who know one another best know how to hurt one another best," I pleaded.

For a time I tried to bolster myself with anger, but my despair was too clammy and dark a thing for anger's flames to overcome.

I felt unreasonably hurt at this. A dozen scathing comments went unsaid by me. He had no idea of what I had given up for him. Then the moment of anger passed and I was grateful I had not spoken. I never wanted him to know what I had sacrificed for him.

Hope, dashed too often, becomes the enemy. I heard her words and they did not make my heart leap with gladness. Instead I felt hot anger.

You should have asked me! You should have asked me!" I hated the tears that suddenly flooded my eyes and how my throat closed and choked me. I didn't want to be sad. I wanted to be angry. Angry hurt less." p. 501 Bee to Fitz

Her anger was hard for me to bear, but weeping would have been worse." p. 513

A man hurried toward me, face shrouded in his hood against the wind. He glanced up and our eyes met. He blanched and turned aside, to hurry back the way he had come. Well, and so he might. I felt my anger building to an unbearable heat. The wind whipped at my hair and sought to chill me, but I only strode faster, and felt the strength of my hatred grow hotter. It lured me and I followed it like the scent of fresh blood.

Web, what do you want of me?" I asked him at last. "Only to make you think," he answered soothingly. "Not to make you angry, though I seem to excel at that. Or perhaps your anger is always there, festering inside you, and I am the knife that lances the boil and lets it burst forth.

Keep your temper. Nobody else wants it.