Quotes About Resentment

Sick people grew to resent well people, and sometimes that was true of husbands and wives, or even of mothers and their children. Both

She standing there looking me straight in the eye. She look tired and her jaws full of air. I say it's cause I'm a fool, I say. I say it cause I'm jealous of you. I say it cause you do what I can't. What that? she say. Fight. I say.

I treated you so mean. Like you was a servant. And all because Albert married you. And I didn't even want him for a husband,' she say. 'I never really wanted Albert for a husband. But just to choose me, you know?

I grew to resent the way my father treated his furniture like children, and his children like furniture.

Resenting the obtuseness of others is not good ground for shooting oneself in the foot.

Some deep disappointment in early life had soured its disposition, and it had declared war upon the whole world.

It is one of the important uses of civility to signify resentment.

Gratitude and resentment are brothers eternal,

The two men fell to sullen glaring, and Jezal frowned with them. He resented the sudden feeling that the whole business was somehow an argument between Bayaz and this priest and that he, although a king, was like a child eavesdropping on his parents' conversation, and with just as little say in the outcome.

Gratitude and resentment are brothers eternal, after all.

When people are fixed on hatred they do not discriminate.

Fucking pinks," she hissed to herself.

The old king and his old cunts glowered at the young heir and his young cunts, naught praiseworthy on either side but all jealous of what the others had even so. Matching groups, in many ways; Clover could almost see each warrior squaring up to his counterpart. The mean one, the handsome one, the one who hardly spoke, the one who spoke too much.

You might use your enemies to reaffirm your addiction to hatred, your parents to reaffirm your addiction to guilt, your Facebook feed to reaffirm your addiction to insecurity, the news to reaffirm your addiction to anger, your ex to reaffirm your addiction to resentment, and your relationship with money to reaffirm your addiction to lack.

This begs the question: How much of your creative energy is tied up in guilt, hatred, resentment, lack, or fear? The truth is that you could be using all that energy to re-create a new destiny.

I can't say I was happy with your mother. I can't say I enjoyed almost twenty years of being judged by her and always found wanting.

This is the thing about my sister and I: we've never gotten along, even when we've gotten along. This is what happens when you have parents who fetishize family, and the viscosity of blood relative to water: you resent the force with which they push you together with this person who is, genetics aside, a stranger. And that's what my sister is: a stranger.

He always kept his shit together. He was the fucking foam on the latte that rose above all of it. He'd been there for them whenever they needed him, always. He hadn't let his friends down. But at this moment, he resented the hell out of every one of them.

You saw his weakness, and he will never forgive you.

Depression is a kind of constricted consciousness," Bill Richards, who also led the experiments at Johns Hopkins, told me. "You could say people have forgotten who they are, what they're capable of, have gotten stuck … Many depressed people can only see their pains, and their hurts, and their resentments, and their failures. They can't see the blue sky and the yellow leaves, you know?

I believe that people who don't achieve anything in life are isolated and resent those that are successful.

They criticize because they don't have a life. It's easy to criticize another person.

Nixon regarded himself as having been cheated by life. He never got my vote.

Of course I loved you, you saved my life. I wish you hadn't I wish you hadn't I wish you'd left me alone.