Quotes About Bitterness

Saber: qué verbo amargo.

He forgot everything: the sorcerer upstairs, the mission, his own imperfection, and the shame and bitterness that came with it.

He believed me, and I was overwhelmed by bitterness when I saw that he did. My tears stopped; I told myself that it was quite easy to deceive those whose interest lay elsewhere.

I write now what 15 years past I would still not have thought possible to write: that if today I were given the choice to accept the experience, with everything that it entails, or to refuse the bitter largesse, I would have to stretch out my hands — because out of it has come, for all of us, an unimagined life. And I will not change the last word of the story. It is still love.

Not all poisonous juices are burning or bitter nor is everything which is burning and bitter poisonous.

It was Salvador Dalí who said the red wine of Cadaqués has the bitter taste of tears.

There are days when solitude, for someone my age, is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.

Coffee was served: bitter and black, like chances missed.

Io odio tutti gli esseri umani. Il mio rancore è immenso! […] Sono la persona che più odia questo mondo. Ma… Ora provo amore per questo ragazzo… Ed è molto più forte del rancore nei confronti del mondo…

Don't be drinking the Haterade.

Just because I am bitter about romance doesn't mean everyone else needs to be.

I only hope he doesn't taste the bitterness of poison on my lips.

I am used to the whipped-cream-topped drinks Vivi used to bring me, but there is something satisfyingly bracing about drinking coffee this way, hot and bitter.

In that moment, I hated him for being so precious to them, for being cosseted and treated as though he was deserving of protection when I had none. Maybe I still hate him a little. But he was kind when we were children. It's possible there's a part of him that's still kind.

I hate Taryn. I hate Madoc. I hate Locke. I hate Cardan. I hate everyone. I just don't hate them enough

jealousy wasn't a spice to me then. It was the whole meal and I was gagging it down.

Don't you know the man whose life you spare will always hate you?

There was nothing worse than having to feel sorry for people who had wronged you. You don't want lottery wins for your enemies, but you don't want tragedies for them either. Then they got the upper hand. Damn those Delaneys.

I hate you all. For no particular reason. I guess it's for the sympathy, the pity and understanding, but most of all, for the hope.

Why do you eat your own heart? Because, O King, it is bitter, and because it is my heart.

Feminazis have adopted abortion as a kind of sacrament for their religion/politics of alienation and bitterness.

Forgiveness is the key that unlocks the door of resentment and the handcuffs of hate. Forgiveness breaks the chains of bitterness and the shackles of selfishness. While dying on the cross, Jesus said, "Forgive them" — the Roman soldiers, the religious leaders, his disciples who had fled in darkness, even you and me who have denied him so many times — "Forgive them, for they know not what they do.

I firmly believe a great many prayers are not answered because we're not willing to forgive someone.

We wanted to sing about the passions of mature women: love and concern for our children, love between trusted and treasured friends, the precariousness of romantic love, the difference between the love you give to the living and the love you give to the dead, the bitterness of a lost love remembered, and the long, steady love you keep for good.