Quotes About Frustration

Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.

I'm tired of doing what I don't want to do to live the way I don't want to live.

We have this terrible struggle to try to explain things to people who have no reason to want to know.

The pathology is to want control, not that you ever get it, because of course you never do.

Man, fountains pen are a pain to use, drawing backgrounds is a also a pain... Drawing manga really is a pain. In short living is a pain... I want to become a cheesburger

Ma'am, when I got up this morning, I didn't want to be jackass. You just pushed my jackass button.

The only thing that ever made me want to be a wife-beater is being called one. Your honor, can I have five minutes to make her not a liar, please?

I wonder whats wrong with me. Sometimes I just keep wanting to go deeper and deeper into the world of self destruction. Like as if I want to see myself fail completely and disappear.

It can be a miserable profession, acting, because you always want what you can't have.

I hate people who say, "Oh, I'm addicted to working out". I just want to punch those people in the face.

It's so painful to be next to someone you feel strongly about and know you can't say the things you want to.

Marxists are people whose insides are torn up day after day because they want to rule the world and no one will even publish their letter to the editor.

A lot of us are working harder than we want, at things we don't like to do. Why? It figures! In order to afford the sort of existence we don't care to live.

Egyptian Proverb: The worst things: To be in bed and sleep not, To want for one who comes not, To try to please and please not.

I didn't expect to see Kim, but I'm gonna be professional when I really just want to sock her in the face

Sometimes I think all I want to find is a mean guy and make him be nice to me. Or maybe a nice guy who's a little bit mean to me. But they're usually too nice too soon or too mean too long.

I am my city. Nobody from my city wants to hear about my city.

My wife's dying upstairs and I can't do anything about it. I look in her face and I see the memories there. I see how I hurt her and how I said the wrong things and how I got angry and how I wasn't the man she hoped I'd be. I see that in her face and I see she's going to die with that. You think I'm not preoccupied?

Isn't that why you want to shoot yourself? To make a protest against change?

When we die our argument dies with us. The argument we never articulated well enough, that we were failed by our parents, and the schools, and the state. The cause of death is the missing safety net.

No adolescent ever wants to be understood, which is why they complain about being misunderstood all the time.

A second later, a third knife sticks into the doorframe, the two sides of its handle calving off as well, tapping into the hardwood floor one by one, like they tried to hold on, they really did, but… they're just from the dollar store, come on, this is all they could manage.

There wasn't even enough meat to make proper fun of [....] I keep waiting for somebody else to come on TV, maybe a cabinet member, to read the real speech, the one that tells us ... I dunno ... stuff. Seriously, sorority girls have done the Walk of Shame home from frat parties feeling more satisfied.

Humor is almost always anger with its make-up on.