Quotes About Bitterness

Motivation is about being honest to oneself to say own thoughts truthfully to others for an inspiration , but almost everyone knows the universal fact that the truth is often bitter ; so a person serving only sweet talk to the people all the time is not a motivational speaker but a self-seeker.

El rencor es como beber veneno y esperar a que la otra persona muera.   CARRIE FISHER

Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.

I'm sure there are better people out there who don't hold grudges. People who can rise above the petty hurts and forgive and forget when they've been slighted or angered. I'm not one of them.

Yet what I sowed and what the orchard yieldsMy brother's sons are gathering stalk and root,Small wonder then my children glean in fieldsThey have not sown, and feed on bitter fruit.

We live in a world that has very sharp edges. It can be very bitter and if you come across a little bit of random kindness - someone who is nice to someone - then that is always lovely.

Of the seven deadly sins, anger is possbly the most fun. To lick your wounds, to smack your lips over grievances long past, to roll over your tongue the prospect of bitter confrontations still to come, to savor to the last toothsome morsel both the pain you are given and the pain you are giving back--in many ways it is a feast fit for a king. The chief drawback is that what you are wolfing down is yourself. The skeleton at the feast is you.

I am no minister of malice. I would not strike the fallen. I would not repel the repentant, but may my "right hand forget her cunning, and my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth," if I forget the difference between the parties to that terrible, protracted, and bloody conflict.

Nothing on earth consumes a man more quickly than the passion of resentment.

Swallow your poison, for you need it badly.

He whom the flame of jealousy encompasses, will at last, like the scorpion, turn the poisoned sting against himself.

Sometimes, you have to love beyond yourself! And that's how you learn to love! That's why you had to drink the bitter glass of your love.

Man's complete lack of responsibility, for his behavior and for his nature, is the bitterest drop which the man of knowledge must swallow.

Cine-i înv?luit de flac?ra invidiei — acela îÅŸi întoarce pân? la urm?, ca scorpionul, acul înveninat spre sine însuÅŸi.

Always. At every moment, asleep and awake, during the most sublime and most abject moments, Amaranta thought of Rebeca, because solitude had made a selection in her memory and had burned the dimming piles of nostalgic waste that life had accumulated in her heart, and had purified, magnified, and eternalized the others, the most bitter ones.

As I'm always fond of telling hosts at the Oscars who are doing it for their first time, for everybody who wins, there are four people who don't. As the evening wears on, the room fills up with losers, and then they are bitter.

I had seen an image of these hanging persimmons that are dried during the winter and turned into sweet, dried fruit. And I really like the idea of this very bitter, hard fruit before it's ripened - on display and slowly maturing and turning sweeter and letting its environment impact it. It felt like a very fitting metaphor for where I've come from.

I am neither bitter nor cynical but I do wish there was less immaturity in political thinking.

I wished I died in that attack with my cousin, with my south Vietnamese soldiers. I wish I died at that time so I won't suffer like that anymore... it was so hard for me to carry all that burden with that hatred, with that anger and bitterness.

In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which stings in the very flowers.

The great thing about celebrity culture is that they can't seem to stop themselves from displaying their ridiculous behaviour. I feel it's my job as a serious investigative journalist to witness all kinds of behaviour and then report back to the audience through the prism of my own anger and bitterness.

But how true it is that every pleasure has also its reverse side, in brief, its pain. Or, if not wholly true, how nearly so. Therefore, I have added to most of my pleasures the little flavour of bitterness, the flaw in their perfection, the canker in the damask, the worm at the root, the fear of loss, or of satiety, the fearful risks involved in their very existence, which tang their sweetness, and mind us of their mortality and of our own, and that nothing in this world is perfect.

Queer, fantastic, most lovely life! Sordid, squalid, grotesque life, bitter as black tea, sour as stale wine! Gloriously funny, brilliant as a flowerbed, bright as a street in hell, - unsteady as swing-boat, silly as a drunkard's dream, tragic as a poem by Masefield… To have one's corner in it, to run here and there about the city, grinning like a dog - what more did one want?

He could go back to all that now, to the hills and the people among whom he had been bred, and for whom he had been so bitterly homesick, here in the North. But if he did, would there not be another hunger on him all his life? For other scents and sights and sounds; pale and changeful northern skies and the green plover calling?