Quotes About Frustration

Federal and provincial politicians were about as functional and helpful as Peter, Chris, Stewie and Brian Griffin drinking ipecac together on Family Guy.

Speaking of the information superhighway, we have all given each other official permission to administer a beating to whoever uses that accursed term. We're so sick of it!

And if you were such a good clairvoyant, why didn't you just write things straight out? What's with all the stupid rhyming quatrains? Thanks for nothing.

David, I feel like the fucking Road Runner. Your corporate staff is like a pack of coyotes. They spend all their time setting traps, trying to get me." Massaro's Office Products Division adopted the Road Runner cartoon character as their mascot.

smash the window?

He was dismissed, ignored, humored as if he was crazy. An experience like that can break a man.

No!" was a constant refrain in our house after Jennie arrived. Hugo told me I used to shout it in my sleep!

he was now feeling burnt out to the point of carbonization.

You," he began. "You bastards." Silence. "Where was the FBI these past four days? This was your fault—your fault!" His voice, starting out in a whisper, crescendoed by the end into a roar, spittle flecking his lips.

I feel like I'm rolling a ball of shit up an endless mountain." "My dear Vincent, Sisyphus would be proud.

Oh, you aren't even ripe yet! I don't need any sour grapes.

I enrage myself with an imbecile. I say, 'I would like to kick him.' Instead I kick the table. I say, 'This table, it is the imbecile, I kick him so.

He's not dead. But I have a feeling he's bored. That's worse.

That's the depressing part of places like this. Guest houses run by broken-down gentlepeople. They're full of failures—of people who have never got anywhere and never will get anywhere, of people who—who have been defeated and broken by life, of people who are old and tired and finished.

Things never burn when you want them to, they got out. You'd probably have had to strike match after match.

It's really very unpleasant. And not being able to say anything to answer back makes it rankle more, if you know what I mean.

I should like to knock their silly heads together. What is the sense of laughing all the time? They are not saying anything funny.

If you've been snubbed, or ignored, or frustrated, and your life's pretty drab and empty, I suppose you get a sense of power from stabbing in the dark at people who are happy and enjoying themselves.

One does not blow one's brains out because one has a headstrong daughter!

Are you still there monsieur Poirot?" Demanded Mrs. Oliver. At the same time, the operator requested more money. With these formalities completed, Poirot spoke once more. "Are you still there Madame?" "I'M still here." Said Mrs. Oliver. "And don't let's waste any more money asking each other if we're there. What is it?

Men don't understand how their mannerisms can get on women's nerves so that you feel you just have to snap. I thought I'd just mention that to Mr. Poirot some time.

All these Ministers insist on coming in and having kittens all over the place.

It's been going on a long time. I can tell you it's a difficult thing to go on really liking a man who can do everything just a little bit better than you can. Burnaby was a narrow-minded, small-natured man. He let it get on his nerves.

It makes one feel such a fool," said Mrs. Oliver, ruefully, "not to be able to be definite.