Quotes About Anger

and if you think thats what i'd do you can fuck off back.

She wanted to destroy something. The crash and clatter were what she wanted to hear.

Mr. Pontellier had been a rather courteous husband so long as he met a certain tacit submissiveness in his wife. But her new and unexpected line of conduct completely bewildered him. It shocked him. Then her absolute disregard for her duties as a wife angered him. When Mr. Pontellier became rude, Edna grew insolent. She had resolved never to take another step backward.

the human heart was dark beyond all reckoning; it also likened the heart to a river. And further, it said, "If we are not careful, that river can carry us along in its hidden currents of want and anger and need, and transform each of us into the very criminal we fear.

Did I ask ye how old you were today? Get out of my face before I give ye a good clout to the ear.

them back. Sometimes, I hit them first." "Oh

Words flooded like the storm's surge in a wild burst of anger that took me utterly by surprise.

Show yourself, you dirty, rotten, sneaky, yellow-bellied lizard of a wife-stealer!

Nobody ate much, but they did drink, which fired their anger and dimmed their judgement.

No, I say. In no moral universe would this not be a crime, I say. I was a child, I tell him. Shame on you, I say. Shame on you, I say. Shame on you. And he laughs and reaches out for me. "You are cute as pie when you're angry," he says. "Come here," he says. "How old are you again?" he says. "Close your eyes," he says.

Many people are angry when they make a mistake, but very few people have the sense to be sorry.

It was terrible of you, Shanna pouted, but her eyes danced as they turned askance to meet his. I could have left, you know. I was that angry. I would have followed you, Ruark assured with a flash of white teeth. You have my heart and my baby. You would not have escaped.

I could feel my anger dissipating as the miles went by--you can't run and stay mad!

Because of Warhol, we were no longer freaks, outside society. It's really partly because of Warhol that I can now get angry when people treat me as an outsider, as in Brisbane char Nicholas Zurbrugg, tattooed and pierced, because of Warhol (to begin with) I don't even have to think to reply, if you think chat, you're the freak. I am society as much as you.

Samantha thought he looked very tired and more than a little grim, and even the simmering anger she felt toward him couldn't stop her from appreciating the courtesy. He was most always courteous, Luke. Damn him.

I had a terrible temper, after all, and though it rarely erupted, when it did it frightened me and anyone near its epicenter. It was the only crack, but a disturbing one, in the otherwise vacuum-sealed casing of my behavior.

Once a restless or frayed mood has turned to anger, or violence, or psychosis, Richard, like most, finds it very difficult to see it as illness, rather than being willful, angry, irrational or simply tiresome.

It is not an illness that lends itself to easy empathy. Once a restless or frayed mood has turned to anger, or violence, or psychosis, Richard, like most, finds it very difficult to see it as illness, rather than as being willful, angry, irrational, or simply tiresome.

A couple may claim to be bonded by love, but we boatmen may see instead resentment, anger, even hatred. Or a great barrenness. Sometimes a fear of loneliness and nothing more.

And it was clear the Sun was unwilling to make any promise about Josie, because for all his kindness, he wasn't yet able to see Josie separately from the other humans, some of whom had angered him very much on account of their Pollution and inconsideration, and I suddenly felt foolish to have come to this place to make such a request.

A couple may claim to be bonded by love, but we boatmen may see instead resentment, anger, even hatred. Or a great barrenness. Sometimes a fear of loneliness and nothing more. Abiding love that has endured the years—that we see only rarely.

I'd never before seen anything that gave, all at once, so many signals of anger and the wish to destroy. Its

the Sun was unwilling to make any promise about Josie, because for all his kindness, he wasn't yet able to see Josie separately from the other humans, some of whom had angered him very much on account of their Pollution and inconsideration

I tried to imagine me and Rosa getting so angry with each other we would start to fight like that, actually trying to damage each other's bodies. The idea seemed ridiculous, but I'd seen the taxi drivers, so I tried to find the beginnings of such a feeling in my mind. It was useless, though, and I'd always end up laughing at my own thoughts.