Quotes About Anger

Me with nothing left to lose, plotting my big revenge in the spotlight. Give me violent revenge fantasies as a coping mechanism.

The weather today is partly angry, leading to resignation and ultimatums.

When you're an addict, you can go without feeling anything except drunk or stoned or hungry. Still, when you compare this to other feelings, to sadness, anger, fear, worry, despair, and depression, well, an addiction no longer looks so bad. It looks like a very viable option.

This is passive-aggression in action.

No, I say, it's fine. Put a gun to my head and paint the wall with my brains. Just great, I say. Really.

I would pay snakes to bite her.

That Saturday night, a young guy with an angel's face came to his first fight club, and I tagged him for a fight. I was in a mood to destroy something beautiful . . . Tyler told me later that he'd never seen me destroy something so completely.

I felt like putting a bullet between the eyes of every Panda that wouldn't screw to save its species. I wanted to open the dump valves on oil tankers and smother all the French beaches I'd never see. I wanted to breathe smoke.

I try to get centered: Watching white moon face The stars never feel anger Blah, blah, blah, the end

Give me violent revenge fantasies as a copying mechanism. Flash. Just give me my first oportunity. Flash.

Watching white moon face The stars never feel anger Blah, blah, blah, the end

About my boss, Tyler tells me, if I'm really angry, I should go to the post office and fill out a change-of-address card and have all his mail forwarded to Rugby, North Dakota.

Give me anger. Flash. Give me vengeance. Flash. Give me total and complete justified retribution. Flash.

I am Joe's Enraged, Inflamed, sense of rejection.

Since boyhood, fury had become his father. His older brother. His only protector. Fury gave him strength and courage and spurred him to always move forward despite always getting things wrong and always failing and no mentor there to help him or teach him and everyone always laughing. Anger delivered him from catastrophe. Rage kept him from going under. It had come to be his greatest asset and only strategy.

Give me violent revenge fantasies as a coping mechanism.

I am John's raging bile duct.

Sentía ganas de meterle una bala entre los ojos a cualquier panda que se negara a follar para salvar su especie. Quería abrir las válvulas de descarga rápida de todos los petroleros y cubrir de crudo todas esas magnificas playas que yo jamás conocería. Quería respirar humo.

Quería destrozar algo hermoso.

Le stelle in cielo Non conoscono l'ira Bla, bla, bla, fine

I held the face of mister angel like a baby or a football in the crook of my arm and bashed him with my knuckles, bashed him until his teeth broke through his lips. Bashed him with my elbow after that until he fell through my arms into a heap at my feet. Until the skin was pounded thin across his cheekbones and turned black. I wanted to breathe smoke.

I am Joe's smirking revenge.

The thing about Valiums . . . is they don't kill the pain but at least you're not pissed off about being hurt.

I am Jack's inflamed sense of rejection