Quotes About Frustration

conservatory, grabbed the bouquet and took it out to the garden. She threw it on the ground and stamped

Anger is really disappointed hope.

You jerk, I'll have your badge for this." "That's the second time you've said that to me. Sounds to me like you have a pretty serious case of badge envy.

I love to be a graphic designer, but could we get rid of clients somehow please?

lick you stupid cat!

Great, lets round up all the useless cats and hope a tree falls on them - Jayfeather

Foxleap, no! Not now! I've done everything I could! Oh StarClan, why can't you let me help these cats?

Oh, no! Hollypaw thought. You might be fed up with him, but we don't want him either, thanks.

Great, let's round up all the useless cats and hope a tree falls on them. -Jayfeather

Honestly, you're as bad as Firestar," Cloudtail went on. "When he slept in here he was always muttering and twitching in his sleep. A cat couldn't get a good night's rest for all the prey in the forest.

Hollypaw felt a wave of sadness. They used to share everything, but now getting details out of her brother was like trying to pick fleas off a hedgehog. Unless they jumped out by themselves, there was no way she could reach them.

I think your hearing has become as poor as your eyesight!" snapped Smallear impatiently.

Lionpaw glared over his shoulder at the three cats, wishing he could ignore the stupid truce and rip a piece of fur from each of them.

Jaypaw let out an exasperated sigh. "Mousefur, for the last time-" "The last time?" Mousefur snapped. "Good. Go away.

I did nothing wrong, and yet I have lost everything!

I'm just having a bad day, that's all." "It seems like every day's a bad day with you." Shut up! Shut up! "It's leaf-bare," Sunfall began. Duh!

He turned away from Leafpool, bristling with fury. "I hate being blind. I wish I had never been born!

Breezepelt and Crowfeather will try to infuriate the stoats—" "They should find that really easy," Jayfeather put in.

Why can't StarClan tell us something clearly, instead of talking in riddles?

Hi, Fireheart. How's life as a deputy?" Her eyes were gently curious and her voice was friendly, not challenging. "Fine," Fireheart told her. Or it would be, if I didn't have a pain in the neck for an apprentice, he thought with frustration, or the elders fretting about the wrath of StarClan, or a leader who can't even decide who should mentor Brindleface's kits.

Bristlefrost didn't reply for a moment, instead bending her head to give her chest fur a few embarrassed licks. "Yes . . . yes, I do have feelings for you," she admitted at last. "But what can we do about it? Nothing." She closed her eyes briefly as if in pain. "There's no way it can go anywhere.

Troutclaw says there's going to be a new deputy! And Mudfur's going to be a medicine cat." Sedgepaw rolled her eyes. "Why does all the good stuff happen when I'm in dirtplace?

No." Hollypaw sat down, wishing Jaypaw would stop messing around with the herbs and talk to her properly. "He's just been so tired lately, and grumpy. Every time I talk to him he practically nips my whiskers off.

I'm tired of being your scratching post," he growled. "From now on, sharpen your claws on someone else." - Bumblestripe