Quotes About Frustration

Hope was supposed to be a good thing, but it was starting to feel like every other four-letter word you're not supposed to say.

love is...you get confused and you do stuff you don't mean to do-and you just-you hate yourself and sometimes you don't even want to love the person you do because it would be so much easier if you didn't.But you just-you just do.

He looks trapped, helpless and furious, and that's a feeling I know too well. Know how much it hurts. Know how it holds you down, how every day there are a thousand little ways to see there is nothing you can do to change who or what you are.

He kept talking and I thought about taking my copy of Huckleberry Finn and stuffing it in his mouth so he'd shut up.

My God, she was right. 'You never even stole that money and yet they fire you. I could just take Alva Johnson by the neck and make her eat dog shit.

You never even stole that money and yet they fire you. I could just take Alva Johnson by the neck and make her eat dog shit.

Oh, gosh, Olive. I'm so embarrassed." "No need to be," Olive tells her. "We all want to kill someone at some point." (179)

You have family", Bob said. "You have a wife who hates you. Kids who are furious with you. A brother and sister who make you insane. And a nephew who used to be kind of a drip but apparently is not so much of a drip now. That's called family".

What am I going to do, Bob? I have no family." "You have family," Bob said. "You have a wife who hates you. Kids who are furious with you. A brother and sister who make you insane. And a nephew who used to be kind of a drip but apparently is not so much of a drip now. That's called family.

It was terrible, though, when you couldn't tell people things. Olive felt this keenly as the days went by.

hate her. Joanne. I hate her.

Oh, she was a crazy woman, privately. Absolutely nuts. She was so mad at Jim O'Casey. She was so mad, she went into the woods and hit a tree hard enough to make her hand bleed. She cried down by the creek until she gagged.

And there seemed nothing to be done about it. And nothing was done about it. Because I could not speak of it and William became less happy and he closed down in small ways, I could see that happen. And we lived our lives on top of this.

Americans really did not understand desperation.

Stupid — this assumption people have, that things should somehow be right.

You have family," Bob said. "You have a wife who hates you. Kids who are furious with you. A brother and sister who make you insane. And a nephew who used to be kind of a drip but apparently is not so much of a drip now. That's called family.

The president of General Motors was in a foul humor.

I will never possess my hand.

I feel sorry for you. One morning you will get up and your dreams will stay in your pillow.

A "god" whose will is resisted, whose designs are frustrated, whose purpose is checkmated, possesses no title to Deity, and so far from being a fit object of worship, merits naught but contempt.

Když se nepovede sebevražda, není to nezbytn? ta nejsmutn?jší v?c na sv?t?. ?lov?ku se nem?že poda?it všechno.

Ale je?li próba samobójcza ko?czy si? niepowodzeniem, nie zawsze musi to oznacza? najtragiczniejsz? rzecz na ?wiecie. Przecie? nie wszystko cz?owiekowi si? udaje.

He'd have given a rare incunabulum, in good condition, to punch the face of whoever was writing this ridiculus script.

de vez en cuando el género humano necesite irse un rato al carajo. Irse bien ido, y que alguien dé un empujoncito para facilitar el viaje. Tal