Quotes About Anger

The young cat stared defiantly into Fireheart's eyes, and Fireheart felt his annoyance turning to anger. "It's a pigeon, not a dove!" he spat. "And a true warrior shows more respect for the prey that feeds his Clan." "Yeah, right!" retorted Cloudpaw. "I didn't see Thornpaw show much respect for that squirrel he dragged back to camp yesterday. He said it was so dopey, a kit could have caught it.

Ashfur's. "Let's

As she spoke, the anger in Bramblestar's face was fading, replaced with a thoughtful expression. "I understand

Let's go," he meowed. "I'll skin the little wretch when we find him, upsetting the camp like this.

As Flamepaw leaped from the end of the tree-bridge and trudged up the slope toward the center of the Gathering island, he could feel every hair on his pelt bristling with a mixture of rage and misery.

That's not good enough! Her leg must heal properly!" Leafpool's mew dropped to a whisper. "She must train as a warrior this time." "Why must she?" Anger exploded in Jaypaw's chest. "Why would it be such a disaster if she had to take a different path? I had to!" Leafpool froze for a moment, then slowly replied, "You are blind.

The young brown tabby got deliberately to his paws and picked his way through the surrounding cats until he stood in front of Tigerclaw. "I looked up to you," he meowed in a clear, level voice. "I wanted to be like you. But Redtail was my mentor. I owe him more than any cat. And you killed him." Grief and fury made his limbs shake, but he kept going. "You killed him and betrayed the Clan. I'd rather die than follow you." He turned and stalked away.

Squirrelflight gave Brambleclaw a last, long look, anger and sadness battling in her gaze, then stalked away to join the gray tom.

Leafpaw trailed behind, thinking furious thoughts about the WindClan warrior. Affection? She hated every last hair on his pelt!

But I blame you," he growled through gritted teeth. "You killed my father!

biting your head off

I looked up to you," he meowed in a clear, level voice. "I wanted to be like you. But Redtail was my mentor. I owe him more than any cat. And you killed him." Grief and fury made his limbs shake, but he kept going. "You killed him and betrayed the Clan. I'd rather die than follow you." He turned and stalked away.

Shut up!" The words burst from Rootpaw before he could stop himself.

be angry with him," Ravenpaw meowed. "That's good thinking, Crowpaw. Thinking like a warrior, in fact. Where you're going, you must trust nothing and no cat without very good reason.

Our real mother lied, too," Hollyleaf pointed out, a snarl creeping into her voice. "Whoever she was .

A stowaway!" Captain Red Beard hollered. "This is unpoopitable!" The scraggly terrier was furious.

Ljudi su tako kratkovidi. Kad su sre?ni, onda su sre?ni na neki glup i nepodnošljiv na?in, kad su pod stresom, onda su pod stresom na neki glup i nepodnošljiv na?in, a kad su ljuti, to je opet glupo i nepodnošljivo. Ja valjda prosto smatram da su glupi, da nemaju pojma ni o ?emu. Misle da su besmrtni.

Screw you, Aech! And your dead grandma!

You're a fucking toaster!

You and the other Sux0rz can all go fuck a duck.

Goddammit!" he shouted. "Well, what am I supposed to do with it now?" "You could shove it up your ass and pretend you're a corn dog." COURTESY

This realization allowed me to calm myself enough to heed the whispered advice of Master Yoda now on repeat in my head: Let go of your anger.

Someone had keyed my car.

I clearly had a few daddy issues myself, but you didn't see me pulling the wings off of flies. On the other hand, I did have a slight anger-management problem, and a related history of physical violence, both well documented by the public school system. And, oh yeah, that whole "hallucinating alien spacecraft from my favorite videogame" thing. So perhaps I wasn't in the best position to judge the sanity of others.