Quotes About Bitterness

I'm not my pain, nor my bitterness. Nothing seems consequential up here. Even Taropat. I see him as a crusty old man, tramping through the dark valleys down there. I've escaped him, like a spirit.

Do not make the mistake I made of thinking we have mystery over the elements of Caradore. What came into me on that fateful day we tried to wake the dragons was feeling intense beyond endurance. That is that nature of water. And the cost of my actions was the I lost he who I loved above all. Bitterness turned that feeling to hate, but I am not deceived. The ghost of what could have been haunts my heart. Do not think you can reach him, because you can't.

Babylon might act as a narcotic upon the senses, lulling Melandra into a dreamy state of unreality, but bitterness still burned within her.

How much Tayven had been like good food: a delight to the senses. People had wanted to gorge on him and they had. But the flavors eventually had become bitter.

He was conscious of the great weight of the keep above him, its brooding memories, its twisted bitterness in defeat: Old Caradore was insane, driven mad by all it had witnessed.

She'd said that revenge was not sweet, that it was bloody. She was wrong. It *was* sweet. For one fleeting, glorious moment you felt incredible satisfaction. Then it was gone, empty, and you had to go on living. The power high that filled me with her light had faded, and all I tasted now were bitter ashes.

What did I get in return? Coldness and emotional detachment. You are selfish and bitter and you wouldn't know a good thing if it fell out of the sky at your feet.

A person who is too proud in love will suffer from the devastating bitterness in the end.

if it was time that made me lost what we were, then i hate time...

Love is sweet even when what you go through is bitter.

How do you let go of anger? How do you release a fury you've been standing on for so long, you would stumble if it were yanked away? As Sully sat in his old room, holding the letter, he felt himself lifting off from his bitterness, the way one lifts off in a dream. Elliot Gray, an enemy for so long, was now seen differently, a man forgivable for his mistake.

The monotony stirs many bitter recollections

Aware of my own insignificance, I had at least managed for the time being to avoid anything that might have been considered shameful or unbecoming; yet here I was, tasting the bitterness of life to the very full.

No one had ever shouted at me in my life: my mother with her quiet voice, my gentle father. But I found something bitter inside myself, something of that winter blown into my heart: the sound of my mother coughing, and the memory of the story the way they'd told it in the village square so many times, about a girl who made herself a queen with someone else's gold, and never paid her debts.

I laughed; I couldn't help it. It wasn't mirth, it was bitterness. "So the fairy silver brought you a monster of fire for a husband, and me a monster of ice. We should put them in a room together and let them make us both widows.

Resentment slowly poisoned my blood and I laughed at myself and my absurd hopes.

Her face was lined with bitterness and her eyes looked glazed, tired of hating and weeping in solitude.

Yes, I'm writing and anger and resentment, and I'm ashamed of it, because I no longer know, nor do I care, whether my words are fair or not, whether I'm judging the innocent or whether the fury and the pain that burn me to the core or also blinding me. During these past months I've learned to hate, and it terrifies me to think that I'll die with this bitterness in my heart.

1I smiled bitterly, a defeated man pitifully begging a God in whom he had never trusted.

Nothing keeps memory more alive than resentment.

He locked his deeper feelings in the prison of his heart for months on end, until they became hopelessly embittered.

You have to forgive her, Emma. Not for her sake. She doesn't deserve it. But for your sake, so that you don't become bitter like she is. I told her for years that she wasn't doing the right thing by you, but she wouldn't listen.

God worked things out. Whether folks liked it or not was up to them. They could be bitter or they could be better. Bitter had the letter I in it, and every single time people put themselves first, it became a problem that created a bitter attitude.

At my age? I'm only a year older than your mother!" "Try lookin' in a mirror. Bitterness sours the soul and ruins the countenance