Quotes About Anger

He didn't say a word, but he grew coldly, murderously furious.

She is furious with herself for her own stupidity. Opening herself up like this, voluntarily, to a lifetime of worry and anguish. It was madness. Sheer lunacy. A spectacularly foolish and baseless faith, against enormous odds, that a world you do not control will not take from you the one thing you cannot bear to lose. Faith that the world will not destroy you.

I wished I could open my veins and drain his cursed blood from my body.

Laila was shocked at how easily she'd come unhinged, but, the truth was, part of her had liked it, had liked how it felt to scream at Mariam, to curse her, to have a target at which to focus all her simmering anger, her grief.

Don't let this anger ruin your life any more than it already has. If you want to every achieve happiness, don't dwell on the past. Instead, start living. What is the point of obsessing that has already happened, and that you cannot change? Live! And be merry.

For this is what I have learned, in my short life: do not act out of anger. Act from love or not at all. I have seen it, how anger makes a space for what I must call evil.

A fear Paul had transformed all these years, like a gifted alchemist, into anger and rebellion.

For this is what I have learned, in my short life: do not act out of anger. Act from love or not at all.

we have a choice. To be bitter and angry, or to try and move on. It's the hardest thing for me, letting go of all that righteous anger. I'm still struggling. But that's what I want to do.

But you and I and Phoebe, we have a choice. To be bitter and angry, or to try and move on. It's the hardest thing for me, letting go of all that righteous anger. I'm still struggling. But that's what I want to do.

This is what I used to think, that some people were simply good and others were not, and that I, of course, was good. But now I think instead that evil is a force in the world, a force that seeks, and it finds its way into our lives through anger and loss, through sadness and betrayal, like mold on bread, like rot on an apple, it takes hold.

You had this all planned, didn't you?' I accused. 'Thought you could come in here and seduce me like you do everyone else?' It wasn't as if I could be angry, lying atop him as I was, but I tried.

Quen's gaze went to Ivy and Jenks. Peeved, I crossed my legs and shook my head. We're a team. I'm not asking them to leave so you can tell me of whatever piss-poor problem you've landed yourself in. The older elf's brow wrinkled. He took an angry breath. Look, I said, my finger jabbing out to point at him. I don't like you. Jenks doesn't like you. And Ivy wants to eat you. Start talking.

Good God, Rachel, cant you go five minutes... sweet sticky hell on a stick!' the demon exclaimed, his thoughts reeling from anger to concern as he realized I was hopped up on something.

Al to Pierce) "You will make sure that nasty demon Ku'Sox doesn't kill her," Al said conversational y. "Understand? You're angry, but you still like her, yes? Want to have wild demon sex with her even if she ruined your attempt to kill me? Keep her alive, and you might get some. Eh? Eh? You'd like that, mmmm?

Nick as in my former boyfriend Nick. Ex-rat, ex-boyfriend, ex-alive if I ever got hold of him Nick.

Damn it all to Disneyland! Where's crap for brains?

Find Eloy. Smack his head into a wall, dance on his guts... I'd get creative. Spontaneous like.

How did you find me? he said, anger creasing his brow. I pushed his hair back to run a finger over the scar Al had given him. How do you think? He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you're awake. From the corner, Al shifted his tune. So be good, or I'll rip your fucking head off

He froze as the scent of her hair met him. It was touching his cheek,tickling him. I cant afford this, he thought, but he didnt move, watching her finger trace the new line. He cracked my mirror,she said, clearly angry.

Get your hand off me," I exclaimed, voice loud with misplaced anger as I yanked away from his grip. "I'm a professional, not some distraught girlfriend." Well, I was that too, but I knew how to act at a crime scene.

Adjustment? She called that an adjustment? How about I adjust her right out of existence?

And as far as Piscary is concerned, he can burn in hell—if his soul hadn't already evaporated.

Somehow I found him. Somehow I found Al's sarcastic thoughts, bitter and old. Tired, angry, bored. Alone.