Quotes About Anger

angry people aren't interested in justice. They just want an excuse to vent their rage.

Put it away. I could do it. I was strong enough. I had Voron to thank for it. I pulled the magic back. All the anger, all the pain, I collapsed it on itself and stuffed it away. It hurt. I took my hand out of Evdokia's fingers and picked up my teacup. Lukewarm tea touched my lips. "It's cold. I think I need a refill." Evdokia looked at me for a long moment. That's right. Barely human, you got it. I had a chance when I was five. Now it was too late.

Can you play guitar too?" Leon asked. "Because if you can, I'll go kill myself right now." "No, but I can sing a little," Mad Rogan said. "God damn it!" Leon punched the table. "Calm yourself," Bern told him.

Chyort poberi, you

People get upset over many things. Frustrating jobs, small paychecks, bad hours. People want things; people feel humiliated by others who have the things they want; people feel deprived and powerless. All this gives fuel to rage. The anger builds and builds and if there is no outlet for it, pretty soon it transforms the person. They walk around like a loaded gun, ready to go off if only they could find the right target. They want to hurt something. They need it.

Good people didn't hate without a reason, so they grasped at any pretext, no matter how small, that gave them permission to hate.

I was still pissed. "What kind of shapeshifter has orange fur anyway?" "Weredingo." Now I'd seen everything. Well, at least he didn't steal my baby.

I smiled and gave them a little wave. I'm so mad at you right now.

Revenge was sometimes best served hot.

People are ruled by their emotions, Conlan, and anger is one of the most powerful emotions we can experience. It can fester if you don't vent it. Always take that into account.

It was a lie. A betrayal so deep, it cracked something vital inside me and now I was full of rage.

Bug turned to me. "I have been chasing that shit monkey all over the fucking city. He destroyed three of my drones. He mocked me.

Longtemps, Francine demeura immobile ; sa colère même était tombée ; de grosses larmes gonflaient ses paupières et coulaient, lourdes et rondes, le long de ses joues. Mais elle ne songeait pas à les essuyer. Elle oubliait, pour la première fois de sa vie peut-être, que le chagrin vieillit et abîme la figure.

It's not my fault! It can't make any difference, can it? You understand nothing. You are a destroyer, a black spiteful destroyer. You are the sort of person who goes around in a dream smashing things . . . You aren't really here at all.

I would like to send you to hell. My dear, I live in hell, and have done so since I was a small child. Since I regained my mind I have thought, and dreamt too, of nothing but of killing you. You can do it any time, if you don't mind going to prison.

He was extremely angry with Bellamy who had, when Clement needed him, refused to be with him.

Nothing will bring me peace except revenge.

He is crammed full of rage and hate and desire for revenge.

I have always wanted to kill you, ever since the moment when I learnt of your existence.

Send anger and hate away. Love them and let them walk on you.

I was brimming with anger and hatred. I hated, not society, puny sociologists' abstraction, I hated the universe. I wanted to cause it pain in return for the pain it caused me.

Renton looks at her and sees her pain and anger. It cuts him up. It confuses him. Kelly has a great sense of humour. What's wrong with her? The knee–jerk thought: Wrong time of the' month is forming in his head when he looks about and picks up the intonations of the laughter around the bar. It's not funny laughter. This is lynch mob laughter. How was ah tae know, he thinks. How the fuck was ah tae know?

So this is how cunts that never shag fuckin well live. A life oy impotence, resentment, anger and frustration; nae fuckin exuberance in life, forced tae become an Internet troll or a miserable drunk in a boozer.

but it's aw hate, hate, hate wi some punters, and whair does it git us likesay, man? Whair the fuck does it git us?