Quotes About Frustration

I disliked having a fork pointed at me and I disliked the sound of the voice never stopping; I wished he would put food on the fork and put it into his mouth and strangle himself.

All I want is to be cherished, she thought, and here I am talking gibberish with a selfish man.

I wished they were all dead and I was walking on their bodies.

wherever she goes she will only find the same hell she was running away from.

Nothing," she said, "upsets me more than being hungry; I snarl and snap and burst into tears.

I hated them anyway, and wondered why it had been worth while creating them in the first place.

An odd thought crossed her mind: she would pick up the heavy glass ashtray and smash her husband over the head with it.

Although she would sooner have given up thinking than eating, she resented being pushed into depriving herself of either.

He turned down the passageway to their little parlor, and sent the door swinging open with a crash. Losing my temper will not help, he said, and gave the door a vicious kick.

Ich versteh dich nicht.« Theodora schmiss ärgerlich ihren Stift hin. »Gehst du immer dahin, wo du nicht erwünscht bist?« Eleanor lächelte friedfertig. »Ich bin noch nirgendwo erwünscht gewesen«, sagte sie.

Constance sighed, and tapped her fingers irritably and almost noiselessly on the stair rail. I wish she'd hurry, she said into my ear, my soup is going to boil over.

oh, meine Güte! Ich dachte, ich weiß, was ich sagen wollte, aber ich sage es sehr schlecht.

losing her temper, which she did rarely because she was so afraid of being ineffectual

The road to hell is very likely paved with my notes for stories and books and articles.

Losing my temper will not help,' he said and gave the door a vicious kick.

Losing my temper will not help, he said and gave the door a vicious kick.

This damn place, Natalie said, 2it always turns out not to have the things I want, after all. I get up inside and i knock over an ashtray and everyone looks at me and here I come rushing outdoors because I think it´s where I want to be, and then when I get out here it turns out to be the same old place I passed coming in Thats because you came out the same door, suggested Tony.

even opened the box?" She parked her fists on her trim little hips. "I have had a very bad day." "Well, so have I." He grinned. "But you just made me laugh, so it's starting to improve." She gave him a glare. "I don't find this funny." He raised the can

If I get hold of a book and see that the sun shone, the moon floated by, the air was fragrant, the birds tweeted—I fling it across the room.

But go argue with an ignoramus. I'm referring to my own brother, Henikh, may God not punish me for these words.

Take my husband, for instance. There's no greater bungler than my Nachman-Ber. Ever since I've known him, he hasn't earned two broken kopeks. Then what's he good for?

I don't know how it is with other writers, but I've been treated like the lowest of the low.

My mother, bless her, had your number when she said, "Don't hold your breath waiting for him, because nothing good comes from a graveyard.

I've been drinking goat's milk and went to see the doctor. Quite a living they make from me, the doctors! They should all drop dead and take the pharmacist with them.