Quotes About Anger

We're not going to be sad. We're going to be angry until we die. It's the only hope.

Her idea was that there was no such thing as provocation, that no matter what she did, Pete simply should not hit her, and therefore if he did hit her he was entirely wrong, and therefore she was perfectly free to do whatever she wanted. The result was that I lived in fear for her. Once she said, "If it were you being hit, you wouldn't be afraid, either. You'd be mad, I promise.

Bitch. Slut. Whore. Cunt. I kicked Joyce in the shin. I draw the line at cunt.

You deserved to get run over. And besides, I barely tapped you. The only reason you broke your leg was because you panicked and tripped over your own feet. You're lucky I didn't sue you. You're lucky I didn't put the car into reverse and back over you three or four times.

I don't believe this, Morelli yelled. I don't fucking believe this. What do you do, sit in bed at night and think about ways to fuck up my life?

I blink back the threat of tears, swiped at my nose and narrowed my eyes. Listen to me, you two bags of monkey shit, I yelled. I am not in a good mood. My car keeps stalling. The day before yesterday I threw up on Joe Morelli. I was called a fat cow by my ex-husband. And if that isn't enough...my hair is ORANGE! ORANGE, FOR CHRISSAKE! And now you have the gall to force yourself into my home and threaten my hamster. Well, you have gone too far. You have crossed the line!

You know, sometimes you can be real scary. I don't what you were thinking back there when you took those shoes off, but all hair stood up on the back of my next. I had airport rage. Fuckin' A, Lula said.

Do you know what I did? I urrrrrinated on the cake at my ex-wife's wedding. Pissssed all over the icing. Melvin Baylor - Seven Up

You're scum, Morelli! You're scum!

You take advantage. He don't stay at birthday party like good boy. He come to you for nicky nacky. You slut. I fix you so he see. I give you vordo." She waved her hand at me, she slapped her ass, and she wheeled around and left the coffee shop.

Hey! Lula yelled, back in Ranger's face. You look at me when I'm having a breakdown. And don't pull that mysterio silent shit on me. I don't take that bus, you see what I'm saying?

Instead, I yelled at him. "You deserved to get run over. And besides, I barely tapped you. The only reason you broke your leg was because you panicked and tripped over your own feet.

If she wasn't standing there, I'd grab you and shake you until the fillings fell out of your teeth. Police brutality. It has nothing to do with being a cop. It has to do with being Italian.

Damn, piss, shit, fuck!

It's a known fact that you get fucked at the drive-thru.

I turned the key in the ignition and pulled away from the curb. "What will you do if you see Mo?" "I'll snatch the little fucker up by his gonads and squash him into the trunk of my car.

We ran to the bedroom and found Gloria pumping half a clip into a picture of her ex-husband. She dropped the gun onto the floor, turned, and mooned the picture and farted. Lula and I took a step back. "Sorry," Gloria said. "I get gas when I eat too much sugar.

If she wasn't standing there, I'd grab you and shake you until the fillings fell out of your teeth. Police brutality. It has nothing to do with being a cop. It has to a do with being Italian.

I want nothing. There is no pizza. There is no you, no me, no us, no pizza. And don't ever call me again, you scummy, slimy fungus-ridden dog turd, piece of fly crud.

What we Americans go through to pick a president is not only crazy and unnecessary but genuinely abusive. Hundreds of millions of dollars are spent in a craven, cynical effort to stir up hatred and anger on both sides.

I've made so many people angry that they kind of blur into one unpleasant memory of people staring at you with somewhere between passive aggression and active aggression.

As it turns out, as an adult I can have a very unpleasant, fierce and unforgiving temper at times. But I don't think I had that when I was a kid.

I'm almost always trying to be funny, even when I'm on my own. I think it's the desire to channel my anger and frustration into something more positive than sitting at home being unpleasant.

The nice thing about anger is that, as an emotion, it's strong enough to unplug me from the comedian's mind for a minute and just be a frustrated member of the citizenry.