Quotes About Anger

My father had infused my childhood with unspoken blame. He was the kind of man who scoped around looking for things to be angry at. It had turned me into a knee-jerk suck-up to authority—Mom, Dad, teachers. 'Whatever makes your job easier, sir or madam.' I craved a constant stream of approval.

It never takes much for me to lose patience. The phrase fuck you may not rest on the tip of my tongue, but it's near. Midtongue.

you get a bunch of angry men together,and things aren't too good for a woman that comes across them

An angry stepson and a husband who was always away, no wonder she let her mind go to dark places.

If anger were mileage, I'd be a very frequent flyer, right up there in First Class.

Little people have to hate, have to blame someone for their own inadequacies.

Justice has nothing to do with it. Stark, bloody, screaming, agonizing vendeance is what I'm talking about.

Just because you've got anger management problems doesn't mean there isn't plenty to be ticked off about.

And I see red. The big tray of mashed potatoes is in my hands before I even realize what I'm doing. I heave it over the plastic sneeze guard, raining the entire load down on the advancing cop.

If I had to watch Matt take one more bite of that veggie patty, I would have popped a blood vessel.

It's a pleasure to see you again, Doctor, Nellie said sweetly. It would be an even greater pleasure to take a baseball bat to your lousy head.

There is something about the state putting the power to bully into the hands of subnormal, sadistic apes that makes my blood boil.

Do not regulate the private lives of people because, if you do, they will become angry and antisocial, and they will get what they want from criminals who work in perfect freedom because they know how to pay off the police.

A red face poked through the hole in the window and bellowed, "There they are, the Ã¢â'¬Â¦Ã¢â'¬Â We never heard just what we were, for Mr. Davis in a swift gesture raised his cane and cracked smartly the red face. "Out, you whoreson!" rang the voice of Tammany's one-time Grand Sachem. The red face was seen no more.

With Your great schemes, You ruin our happiness like a harvester ruins a mouse's nest: I hate You, God, I hate You as though You existed.

It was like hate on a deathbed.

I could have hated him for saying it: it was like a claim. If you really loved me, I thought, you'd behave like any other injured husband. You'd get angry and your anger would set me free.

Mr Rennit was angry because he had not been given time to set his scene, and he could so obviously not afford his anger. There was a kind of starved nobility in the self-sacrifice of his rage.

You know as well as I that this doesn't end with kill teams or assassins or a pre-emptive strike thousands of light years from Terra. It ends with me looking into my father's eyes, my hands around His neck, and showing Him everything he loves burned to ash by His lies.

angrier and angrier, that he had to do such things because men were filled with arrogant greed, because some wished to rule with neither the wit nor the self-knowledge to see their inadequacies—and how many of their people would die.

His urbane hauteur had given way to a genuinely angry expression. Evidently he didn't appreciate having his well-laid plans compromised by an unexpected influx of walking corpses. To be fair, who did?

Now it turns out he was having sex with his babysitter, and they're so pissed off they're about to pop. But their anger's not really about Kate, you know? It's about them. They feel betrayed. They put him up on a pedestal, and then he committed the crime of being human. So fuck him, right? Never mind that Kate was two weeks shy of eighteen, and on the make for exactly the kind of affair she had with Drew.

fathers and brothers who would readily kill to avenge those they should have loved far better when the person was alive.

I wish we could shrink her," Sami suggested. "Make her supersmall and put her in a cage." Nikki liked the idea but saw a pitfall. "She'd get out and bite our ankles!