Quotes About Frustration

Fuck," she said, after a minute. "And I thought I liked to make my life complicated." She

I've messed up everything again and I don't know why I even bother trying to be something more than I was because every time I do it ends in disaster.

What they did not know was that she chafed at the never-endingness of it. No sooner had she cleaned one surface than it was dirty again.

and mumbled angrily against the windows. Outside

Lo odio por hacerme sentir así. Por darme esperanzas y luego tirar todo por la borda.

I listened to her litany of frustration and tried not to think about the time.

I yelled across the noisy concourse. "That'll do!" But he didn't hear me.

Fuck," she said, after a minute. "And I thought I liked to make my life complicated.

block three times in search of a suitable parking space. We got there, and almost before I had closed the door behind him he said all the work was terrible. I

We spend our whole lives trying to get men to talk, she thought. And then when they do we wish we were a million miles away.

She swore loudly and slammed the rig into reverse, steering it round the garage,

She made me feel like a first-class idiot, and consequently I became a first-class idiot around her.

sitting there with a face like a smacked arse, the dinner so charred you could have drawn pictures with it.

It's the thing about wanting something you can't have. And that thing of never being able to say what you really feel.

It's pretty hard, feeling like you get everything wrong in the eyes of those you love.

I felt, briefly, on the edge of tears. I had looked forward to an evening full of giggling children, delicious food, and laughter. Instead I was going to be a shadow again, a silent prop in an icy room.

No, but he's sarcastic and mean with it. Every time I say something or suggest something he looks at me like I'm stupid, or says something that makes me feel about two years old.

During those first two weeks, I got quite good at keeping my face completely blank, and I would turn away and disappear into the other room and just say as little to him as I possibly could. I started to hate him, and I'm sure he knew it.

Humans have a need for compassion, but they also have a lot of anger, envy, frustration, and resentment, all the enemies of compassion.

The confusion, frustration, stress, and fears that come with financial dilemmas can make even the most ethical of individuals vulnerable to bad choices.

Critics are like eunuchs in a harem: they know how it's done, they've seen it done every day, but they're unable to do it themselves.

What a hell am I doing here? Why do I need a degree? I haven't heard a single sentence during all these lectures that would inspire one single line of poetry.

Eleven stories above Brooklyn Heights in a 659,000-square-foot building that also housed Morgan Stanley and the United States Attorney's Office for the Eastern District of New York, Hillary's top aides were as miserable as midlevel bureaucrats in an agency with no clear plans for how to attain its mission. They

Oh, God, I don't know what's more difficult, life or the English language.