Quotes About Resentment

No, I tend to see possession most often in the little things, Damien: in the senseless, petty spites and misunderstandings; the cruel and cutting word that leaps unbidden to the tongue between friends. Between lovers. Between husbands and wives. Enough of these and we have no need of Satan to manage our wars; these we manage for ourselves … for ourselves.

'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike,But 'tis my presence that doth trouble ye.Rancor will out.

Jealousy seems to make me suffer in the most unexpected ways.

Thinking too much of happiness is suffering" the Dalai lama said " Anxiety, depression, resentment, fear – these become much worse with too much attention to the self. The mantra me, me, me is not so good

but i hate this date, and will always hate this day every year fromnow on whenever it comes around

Dexter had been led to believe, by TV, by films, that the only up-side of sickness was that it brought people closer, that there would be an opening-up, an effortless understanding between them. But they have always been close, always been open, and their habitual understanding has instead been replaced by bitterness, resentment, a rage on both their parts at what is happening.

Giving out the titles reminds me of Louis XIV: 'Every time I give someone a title, I make a hundred people angry and one person ungrateful.

Finished off and washed up before your time- But you will never run a pub. You will never own a shop- Instead, you will have your revenge- That is how you shall live- In place of a life, revenge.

He hates me and I hate him, but I hate him more, more and more-

Chronic, unrecognized anger and resentment reemerge in our life as depression, which is anger directed against oneself. If pushed further into the unconscious, it can re-emerge as psychosomatic illnesses. Migraine headaches, arthritis, and hypertension are frequently cited examples of chronic suppressed anger.

To overcome blame, it is necessary to look at the secret satisfaction and enjoyment we get out of self-pity, resentment, anger, and self-excuses, and to begin to surrender all of these little payoffs.

Mourning the passing of their youth made them jealous of young people and resentful of all the things young people do. Consequently, she and other old people inclined to remember themselves in childhood not as children but as miniature adults and their parents as patron saints of irreproachable stature. They did not recollect ever stepping outside the margins and viewed willfulness in modern children as a sign of emerging pathology.

Here's the thing: What I hold in my mind will, in time, show up in my face, for as George MacDonald once pointed out, the face is "the surface of the mind." If I cling to bitterness and resentment, if I tenaciously hold a grudge, if I fail to forgive, my countenance will begin to reflect those angry moods. My mother used to tell me that a mad look might someday freeze on my face. She was wiser than she knew.

It's hard to get someone to love you, and for you to love them back. Do most people even get close to real love? And the thing about real love is that it is often the most painful thing of all. On the other hand, it's the easiest thing of all to hate others, or be hated by them. Hate comes so naturally! It's second nature.

Zoe also knew her stepmother did not love her. Or even like her very much. In truth, Zoe was pretty sure her stepmother hated her. Sheila treated her at worst as an irritant, at best as if she were invisible.

It was rumored she held grudges till they died of old age, then had them stuffed and mounted.

As soon as you get home, you meet the reanimated body of the guy you beheaded earlier. He's also got a new head, stitched on with what looks like plastic weed-trimmer line, and it's wearing that unique expression of "you're the man who killed me last winter" resentment that one so rarely encounters in everyday life.

And do you know who was supposed to look after it? I was. She would live with us and give him his golden child, and I was to be nothing more than a nursemaid in my own home, reduced to whatever crumbs she saw fit to leave me.

I don't want her in my car." says Jenna. I don't want her in my life." says Michael. I hope she chokes on her fucking Frappuccino." says Akello.

Resentment is like a drug. Once you pick it up, it will only get worse and worse until you surrender and do the work to let it go.

Anger is fleeting, whereas hostility is enduring.

Hatred is a louder exhibition of inability.

People only throw shade on what's shining

"Mediocrity" doesn't mean average intelligence, it means an average intelligence that resents and envies its betters.