Quotes About Anger

I let go, crying and unable to stop, because God was such a dirty crook, such a contemptible skunk; that's what he was for doing that thing to that woman. Come down out of the skies, you God, come on down and I'll hammer your face all over the city of Los Angeles, you miserable unpardonable prankster. If it wasn't for you, this woman wouldn't be so maimed, and neither would the world.

I let go, crying and unable to stop because God was such a dirty crook, contemptible skunk, that's what he was for doing that thing to that woman. Come down out of the skies, you God, come on down and I'll hammer your face all over the city of Los Angeles, you miserable unpardonable prankster. If it wasn't for you, this woman would not have been so maimed, and neither would the world, (...)

The mace prodded Will in the back again. That little habit was starting to annoy him and he was tempted to take the weapon from the sergeant major and do a little prodding of his own.

Horace felt an overwhelming need to sneeze. He tried to smother the sound, but only succeeded in making it louder. Will looked up angrily, shaking his head in disbelief. "Will you shut up?" he said tautly. Horace shrugged in apology. "I'm sorry," he said. "I sneezed. A person can't help it when they sneeze." "Perhaps not. But you could try to make it sound a little less like an elephant trumpeting in agony," Will told him.

I'd enjoy smacking him in the chops.

then my mother barges into me like an angry bull when I think I'm safe home.

Ik was bang dat ik haar op een gegeven moment met een roeiriem op haar kop zou slaan... En dat was vast niet goed voor mijn carrière. - Alyss, over Evanlyn

Don't you Mother me, Madelyn!" she snapped.

Wie is dat toch?' riep de inmiddels woedende Tursgud. Op dat moment werd Stefan getroffen door een flits van schitterende inspiratie. 'Jij bent het, hè Stefan?' riep hij. 'Wacht maar tot ik jou te pakken krijg, misvormd onderkruipseltje.

Will looked up angrily, shaking his head in disbelief. Will you shut up? he said tautly. Horace shrugged in apology. 'I'm sorry' he said, I sneezed. A person can't help it when they sneeze. Perhaps not. But you could try to make it sound a little less like an elephant trumpeting in agony; Will told him.

you can be angry and silent, but it's no use - there's no distance in the spirit - besides, my words touch you more softly than my hands...

the monk beat me to break my spirit, incensed I knew Acquinas - angry, I knew his riddle - beauty is what is pleasing to the eye - he wasn't...

He heard you in the chapel and gave you more time to make things better. Time to say what you needed to say, do what you needed to do. It wasn't a joke! It was divine mercy, and you blew it! You were given what billions of people beg for, and you have the audacity to be angry about it?

If we are to feel the positive feelings of love, happiness, trust, and gratitude, we periodically also have to feel anger, sadness, fear, and sorrow.

A battered wife is a married woman until she gets a divorce. Or until she kills the bastard.

Like her, he cared more for the future than the past, more for hope than anger.

in 2010, a University of Alabama scientist gunned down six of her colleagues. Here's what made Amy Bishop snap.

FUCK YOU! FUCK, FUCK, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!!!" McCain let out the stream of sharp epithets, both middle fingers raised and extended, barking in his wife's face. He was angry; she had interrupted him. Cindy burst into tears, but, really, she should have been used to it by now.

But physical aggression is often replaced by verbal abuse, and verbal insults seldom lead to physical aggression.

At a Trump rally, many people were driven to anger and blame; there was name-calling and finger-pointing; there was a certain "my way or the highway" tone. At a Kasich event, people were given hope and all kinds of reasons to lift each other up instead of holding each other down; there was a "we're all in this soup together" tone.

The real room that one occupied was constructed by memory, by relationships, by events, by all sorts of unseen forces. Sometimes delusions. Sometimes hallucinations. Sometimes desires. Sometimes dreams and hopes, or ambition. Sometimes anger. That was what was important: to always recognize where the real walls were.

Los planes no sirven de nada cuando doblas la esquina equivocada a una hora demasiado tardía de la noche en un mundo lleno de rabia».

Think nothing of it," I said. "We've all wanted to kill Clodius from time to time.

I make people uncomfortable. The kind ones get angry because their kindness doesn't work. The unkind ones get angry because they think I'm attacking them.