Quotes About Anger

Le regard mauvais , Calebow quitta un instant le chien des yeux pour s'adresser à elle. - Si elle me pisse dessus , je la transforme en descente de lit.

Si alguien te dice que estás muy guapo cuando te enfadas, miente.

Are you still as angry as you used to be?' Julia, the World War II resistance fighter, asked Lillian Hellman in the biographical [movie] Julia. "I like your anger…. Don't you let anyone talk you out of it.

People can forgive toxic parents, but they should do it at the conclusion—not at the beginning—of their emotional housecleaning. People need to get angry about what happened to them. They need to grieve over the fact that they never had the parental love they yearned for. They need to stop diminishing or discounting the damage that was done to them.

Abused children have a caldron of rage bubbling inside them. You can't be battered, humiliated, terrified, denigrated, and blamed for your own pain without getting angry. But a battered child has no way to release this anger. In adulthood, that anger has to find an outlet.

I was on the way to becoming a duchess, and I had made the Kingmaker angry. What more could a child of seven have accomplished in one day?

It was true that the ghastly sounds I had heard through the fog had greatly upset me but far worse was what emanated from and surrounded these things and arose to unsteady me, an atmosphere, a force - I do not exactly know what to call it - of evil and uncleanness, of terror and suffering, of malevolence and bitter anger

if I walk around with anger in my heart, it just darkens my own soul. Forgiveness is hard, but really, it costs me nothing because it doesn't come from me.

antisocial personality disorder. No empathy, a misplaced sense of entitlement, lots of anger issues, and a liar. But her IQ was sky-high." "Anything

Angry, defensive, he strode into his living room with his twins to protect his…nanny.

Fury. A vital passion in every healthy persons life, unless you are dead, you have to be bloody furious.

Molly grabbed a vase off the mantel and flung it at the wall, knocking it into a painting of a mountain scene. The vase shattered and the picture frame swayed back and forth on the wall, taunting her with an image of what life was supposed to be like. . .

As time went on, Tecumseh saw that other tribes were willing to sign treaties with the whites, "selling" land in exchange for gifts. Again, Tecumseh grew angry. "We do not own the land!" he told his followers. "Land is like air and water. No one owns it. We all use it in common!

I felt such desire for him, such murderous and vengeful desire, that I was trembling.

I was finding it difficult to speak with any vivacity, any pleasure. I wanted to get off the phone. I wanted him to feel bad, too.

He's getting older," Charles said darkly. "Shall I hit him with my walker or my oxygen tank?

He moved into the left lane, rolled down his window, and tossed all of Alessandra's new clothes and her shoe out of the car. "Oh, my God!" She spun in her seat, watching as her clothes hit the ground seventy-five miles an hour, getting caught in the brush. "Oh, my God!" She stared at him, aghast. "Why did you do that? Are you completely out of your mind?

And then he stood there, outside her apartment building, watching the lights go on in her apartment, angry and frustrated and dying to be up there with her, and wondering what on earth he was going to do now.

You know, I can always tell when you're not really angry, because you get loud and you swear a lot. When the anger's real, you're quiet and it's way more scary.

Go fuck yourself!—Dan said genuinely pissed off. Izzy---I've found that I'm a little shy for such blatantly public display of self-affection. Besides, I like to be wined and dined before I have my way with myself. I'm an old-fashioned kind of guy.

My rage is a kind of domestic rage. I learned it from my mother Who learned it from her mother before her And so on. Surely the Greeks had a word for this.

As we ride the elevator Gale finally says "You're still angry." "And you're still not sorry," I reply. "I will stand by what I said. Do you want me to lie about it?" he asks. "No, I want you to rethink it and come up with the right opinion," I tell him.

I don't care if you got knocked up. I can still rip your throat out

That's very funny," says Peeta. Suddenly he lashes out at the glass in Haymitch's hand. It shatters on the floor, sending the bloodred liquid running toward the back of the train. "Only not to us.