Quotes About Frustration

I'm here, Dr. Fein, because it upsets my mom that I'm having an impossible time with my life." "Should it upset her?" "Not really. Life is impossible.

He saw what they either couldn't see or couldn't allow themselves to see, and that only made him more pissed, because being less stupid than one's parents is repulsive, like taking a gulp from a glass of milk that you thought was orange juice.

Its so painful to think, and tell me what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever get me?

In other words, if everyone wants to play Hamlet all at once, they couldn't because there aren't enough skulls.

Brod discovered 613 sadnesses, each perfectly unique, each a singular emotion, no more similar to any other sadness than to anger, ecstasy, guilt, or frustration. Mirror Sadness. Sadness of Domesticated Birds. Sadness of Being Sad in Front of One's Parent. Humor Sadness. Sadness of Love Without Release.

Julia Bloch: 43. Wife of Jacob. Architect, although secretly ashamed of referring to herself as such, given that she's never built a building. Immensely talented, tragically overburdened, perpetually unappreciated, seasonally optimistic. Often wonders if all it would take to completely change her life would be a complete change of context.

Our dreams cannot exist at the same time. I am so young, and he is so aged, and both of these facts should make us people who are deserving of their dreams, but this is not a possibility.

In other words, if everyone wanted to play Hamlet at once, they couldn't, because there aren't enough skulls!

I found it, and now I can't look for it

Grandfather and I did not utter words pending the drive, which is not abnormal, because we have never uttered multitudinous words. I made efforts not to spleen him, but nonetheless did. For one example, I forgot to examine the map, and we missed our entrance to the superway. "Please do not punch me," I said, "but I made a miniature error with the map." Grandfather kicked the stop pedal, and my face gave a high-five to the front window.

When the three of us, the three men named Alex, gathered in Father's house that night to converse the journey, Grandfather said, I do not want to do it. I am retarded, and I did not become a retarded person in order to have to perform shit such as this. I am done with it.

So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way.

Happiness is pretty boring, hard to take - in a word, a pain in the neck.

In vain have oceans been squandered on you, in vain the sun, wonderfully seen through Whitman's eyes. You have used up the years and they have used up you, and still, and still, you have not written the poem.

We spend our lives waiting for our book and it never comes.

se odió; odió su identidad, sus necesidades corporales, su humillación.

Golf is so popular simply because it is the best game in the world at which to be bad.

Strapped, noosed, nighing his hour,He stood and counted them and cursed his luck;And then the clock collected in the towerIts strength, and struck.

Men who would face torture without a word become blasphemous at the short fourteenth. It is clear that the game of golf may well be included in that category of intolerable provocations which may legally excuse or mitigate behaviour not otherwise excusable.

I don't know about you,but I'm sick of good poems, all those little ronduressplendidly brought off, painted gourds on a shelf.

I am as frustrated with society as a pyromaniac in a petrified forest.

He could see the honey, he could smell the honey, but he couldn't quite reach the honey.

It all comes," said Pooh crossly, "of not having front doors big enough.

Iniquity it is; but pass the can. My lad, no pair of kings our mothers bore; Our only portion is the estate of man: We want the moon, but we shall get no more. (Last Poems, IX)