Quotes About Resentment

A lot of nasty things grow out of love if it isn't... tended right. Jealousy, hate, resentment, suspicion.

How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child. —WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

crees que me amarían, unos niños engendrados desde las entrañas de la indiferencia? Por supuesto que no. Me odiarían y me despreciarían, que es exactamente lo que yo me merecería. ¿Quién necesita a un padre de corazón ausente?

For once you yourself cease to take pleasure in the common enjoyments of life, you hate the normal man who is so much more fortunate than yourself.

Vengeance was one hell of a roommate.

And then Tohr said softly, I'm lucky to have found love, I thank the Scribe Virgin every day that Wellsie is in my life. Wrath's Temper surged, set off by something he couldn't put his finger on. You're pathetic . Tohr hissed. And you've been dead for hundreds of years. You're just too mean to find a grave and lie down. Wrath threw the leather jacket on the floor. At least I'm not pussy whipped. Nice. F*cking. Suit.

Rhage cleared his throat. "My lord and ruler, Wrath, son of Wrath, blooded father of Wrath, I present you with Throe, Piece of Shit.

His slut of a cousin, his cocksucking, suit-wearing, Montblanc-up-theass cousin Saxton the Magnificent, was standing next to the queen, looking like a combination of Cary Grant and some model in a goddamn cologne ad. Not that Qhuinn was bitter. Because the guy was sharing Blay's bed. Nah. Nope. Not at all.

And I'm full aware of how much you don't like me at this moment Can't be a new thing for you Jim said

Last fight I had with the bitch ended way too soon. Eddie rolled his eyes and glanced at Jim. It was in the Middle Ages and he still hasn't gotten over it.

Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistible urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex.

Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistible urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. Yippee.

Fritz picked that moment to breeze in with some warm rolls. She glared at Wrath and pretended she was only reaching across the table for the wine bottle. She wasn't about to march off in front of Fritz. And besides, she suddenly felt like sticking around. So she could yell at Wrath a little longer.

Last fight I had with the bitch ended way too soon." Eddie rolled his eyes and glanced at Jim. "It was back in the Middle Ages and he still hasn't gotten over it." "Why so long ago?" "We got put on ice," Eddie said. "We were a little more fallen than the bosses were comfortable with." Adrian

and from that moment Buck hated him with a bitter and deathless hatred.

Bitterness is so ugly.

I think rage is so ugly.

Even modern wars are fought like revenge tales from some petty grievance.

There was an unbelievable amount of animosity in that war [for America Independence] which people have forgotten, which was still around 50 years later.

One insult pocketed soon produces another.

Feeling of hatred unto your enemy, drains your energy as enemy wanted.

Tolerance over time breeds resentment. Only through understanding, that comes from the acceptance of one another's differences, shall we find true peace.

I tended to hate people that hit me in the head without warning.

Thinking of objects, attachment to them is formed in a man. From attachment longing, and from longing anger grows.