Quotes About Resentment

He abused me, he beat me, he defeated me, he robbed me,"--in those who do not harbour such thoughts hatred will cease.

I can give you 1040 good reasons why I hate the government.

The creed of evil has been, since the beginnings of highly industrialized society, not only a precursor of barbarism but a mask of good. The worth of the latter was transferred to the evil that drew to itself all the hatred and resentment of an order which drummed good into its adherents so that it could with impunity be evil.

history is nothing but the backward projection of current grievances, real or imagined, used to justify and inflame resentment.

large and honest, but indifferent or incompetent, state bureaucracy creates expectations that give rise to this dialectic of dependence and resentment, which does not exist in Italy, where no one would assume the honesty and therefore the benevolence of the public administration in the first place.

The neighbors hate me.

Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful.

Fuck. I hate all this stuff. How old do you have to get before it stops?

Fear is as dangerous an enemy as resentment.

But when you've had children with someone you're divorced from, divorce defines everything; it's the lurking fact, a slice of anger in the pie of your brain.

Served her right, he thought, riling him up the way she had. Hurt your foot? The amused and satisfied tone didn't escape her notice. I stepped on a rock while I was running after this big, stupid culo. Which would be me.

If you need to be pissed off at me today, you're going to have to get in line. There's quite a wait.

Just for the record, the weather today is bitter with occasional fits of jealous rage.

Nothing drives people crazier than seeing someone have a good fucking life.

We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.

She says that the problem with passive people is that they force you to take action. After that, they hate you for it. They never forgive you.

And I want Seth dead. Worse than dead, I want him fat and bloated with water and insecure and emotional.

She says that the problem with passive people is that they force you to take action. After that, they hate you for it.

Racism was a little like that. Sometimes the initial symptoms were small: microaggressions here, simmering resentment there. If you dealt with it head-on, maybe you could keep it contained. If you didn't deal with it, though, it came back with a vengeance: just like that little bacterium. Came back worse. Entrenched. So entrenched, in fact, the longer you let it go, the harder it was to control, and soon everything started to break down.

I discovered I could hate her a bit, and because I didn't tell her so, because our friendship went along on this reduced, part-time scale that didn't allow for arguments, there was no noticeable change in our relationship.

Most of the people who feel they are unhappy now are holding a grudge and wishing unhappiness on that person.

In a toxic, festering sort o' way...

All is death, woman. All is pain. Love breeds loss. Isolation breeds resentment. No matter which way we turn, we are beaten. Our only true inheritance is death. And our only legacy, dust.

Men's supply of passion, she knew from long experience, was easily depleted. Though they might threaten to move earth and heaven too, half an hour later their boasts would be damp sheets and resentment.