Quotes About Anger

I was trying to contain a surprise bubble of exultation bobbing in the anger I have always tried to keep bottled up. Fury lived inside me under pressure. Now it all started going off inside my body like popped corks; the rage-champagne and feral glee were foaming out.

Still what? I made my voice grating and sarcastic. I was never like so many Indian boys, who'd look down quiet in their anger and say nothing. My mother had taught me different.

Bad smells made her angry, they were a personal affront.

I wanted to kill her and make her eat her fringe. And her knickers.

Il y avait ces cent sous entre nous . Ça suffit pour haïr, cent sous, et désirer qu'ils crèvent tous. Pas d'amour à perdre dans ce monde, tant qu'il y aura cent sous .

Garibanlar asla, ya da neredeyse hiç sormazlar, katland?klar? ÅŸeylerin nedenini niçinini. Birbirlerinden nefret etmekle yetinirler, o kadar

If anybody doesn't want to fight or murder, grab 'em, tear 'em to pieces! Kill them in thirteen juicy ways. For a starter, to teach them how to live, rip their guts out of their bodies, their eyes out of their sockets, and the years out of their filthy slobbering lives!

Happy, no. I'm unhappy because I feel myself a victim of people's rotten tricks. It's not fair and I'll say it. And I'll die saying I was unfairly treated. I've been stripped, robbed, looted, mucked up, insulted from all directions, by people who don't deserve anything. Here is exactly what I think, and I haven't any inferiority or guilt complexes towards anyone. I feel all others are guilty, not me.

Had Jane felt that way this whole time? Back when it had all happened, Sylvie remembered feeling really angry at her: Sylvie had chosen Brown partly so she could be at college with her sister. Then Jane had gotten pregnant and ruined everything.

When I am furious about something, I sometimes beat the ground or a tree with my walking stick. But I certainly do not believe that the ground is to blame or that my beating can help anything... And all rites are of this kind.

Man kann vernünftigerweise nicht einmal auf Hitler eine Wut haben, wieviel weniger auf Gott.

One cannot reasonably be angry even at Hitler, let alone at God.

Hak ettiÄŸi bir övgünün önce kendisinden esirgendiÄŸini, ard?ndan kendisine cömert bir armaÄŸan gibi sunulduÄŸunu görüp de sinirlenmeyecek biri var m?d?r, bilemiyorum.

When you died, you died in small doses. You had trouble speaking. You forgot who was beside you. You were suddenly furious and in a panic of outrage. You wished you could be saintly. You wished you weren't so weak. You suddenly felt better and fooled yourself into believing that a miracle was about to happen. Well, wasn't that all a dirty rotten thing to pull on somebody.

Damn that woman!

You touch—I kill!" the Indian growled ferociously.

You horrible, horrible man! Lisa yelled. How could you even show your face here, you bounder? Christiana snapped. You vile debaucher of innocents, Lisa added. She loved you, you cad! You've broken her heart! You should be shot for toying with her that way!

Or even when we determine that people are truly intending to encroach on us, we may realize that, for one reason or another, it is not in our best interests to respond to that imposition with anger.

I lived on anger, but it's the kind of fuel that uses you up even when it's pushing you forward.

Anger is not bitterness. Bitterness can go on eating at a man's heart and mind forever. Anger spends itself in its own time.

when I'm mad I don't have room to be scared.

Stay angry, little Meg," Mrs Whatsit whispered. "You will need all your anger now.

Today we live in a society that seems to be less and less concerned with reality. We drink instant coffee and reconstituted orange juice. We buy our vegetables on cardboard trays covered with plastic. But perhaps the most dehumanizing thing of all is that we have allowed the media to call us consumers--ugly. No! I don't want to be a consumer. Anger consumes. Forest fires consume. Cancer consumes.

It really helped ever so much because it made me mad, and when I'm mad I don't have room to be scared.