Quotes About Frustration

I want to watch it again tonight even though I know I won't have enough time to masturbate over the scene where the woman is getting drilled to death by a power drill since I have a date with Courtney at seven-thirty at Cafe Luxembourg.

It's as if her mind is having a hard time communicating with her mouth, as if she is searching for a rational analysis of who I am, which is, of course, an impossibility: there ... is ... no ... key.

When I flush the toilet in my bathroom, it becomes stopped up with Kleenex, and blood clouds the water and I put down the lid, because there's nothing else for me to do.

Around here, 'tomorrow night' means anywhere from five days to a month. Jesus

It was clear that this had not been my best term; it was clear that I was losing it.

I told you, dude," Van Patten says and then patiently restates his facts. "We can't get that. It's like zero zero zero point oh one percentage—

Sometimes, when listening to friends of mine, I'd stare at them while a tiny voice in the back of my head started sighing, You are the biggest fucking baby I've ever fucking heard in my entire fucking life and please you've got to fucking calm the fuck down—I get it, I get it, you don't like fucking Trump but for fuck's sake enough already for fuck's sake.

conversation continued. I was the one who felt his frustration and the betrayal. He actually pushed away from

The next morning over a breakfast of bran muffins and kiwi and Evian water and wheatgrass juice, Ann mentioned something about buying a BMW and I had to hold back a scream. It was clear that this had not been my best term; it was clear that I was losing it

And a new irony had entered the picture: I was now hearing about how irritating the Left had become from people on the Left. One evening over drinks someone sighed to me, "I don't know how we got so annoying." And at a dinner a middle-aged liberal scoffed, "Oh, I can't deal with the Resistance anymore"—and this from a gay man who'd been a proud member of it.

You may be frustrated to see how susceptible to authoritarianism people in these early stages are, especially because, as C. S. Lewis famously quipped, they may be as willing to kill for their faith as die for it.

He missed corded phones, which you could slam into their cradle.

Scoffin' a load of our grub an' not tellin' a story? I say, what a bally swizz!

Sometimes it is easier when you can't see your hands or your arms. Sometimes it's easier when you don't try. Because it's too hard to talk when you are trying . . too hard to say what you feel inside.

Man, it really gets me down. When everything's exhausted there's nothing left. The rate I was running, it wouldn't be long. Then what? What's next? What's the score? I can't handle the rest of my life suspended in boredom. Such a chore! Gonna burn out because I can't stand to fade away. Get it all in fast and get out. No turning back now. It's just the way it is, the way I need to be.

Now be a dear and fuck the fuck off.

Oh, fuck you, you self-righteous piece of...BALD

Oh God. Goddammit. I never got to see the pyramids. Or the Taj Mahal. I ...I never even got to leave the country. Don't sweat it, brother. You got to live in NYC. You didn't miss shit.

Stupid old boys' network... That's why we're not running the world, huh, girlie? 'Cause when women see a younger version of us, it just makes us angry.

This is why angry people are continually explaining and elaborating on the reasons for their negative feelings.

What is the mean-spirited cosmic force that dictates that once you've smacked you shin once, you'll re-smack the same spot on everything sharp and hard that comes within a thirty-foot radius?

With regard to my mother, it felt like it was never enough. Nothing I said or did seemed correct or could make her stop getting drunk or feel deeper happiness. I felt helpless. Why wasn't I enough to help her stop drinking?

Halleck wrathfully wrote to Sherman: "It seems but little better than murder to give important commands to such men as Banks, Butler, McClernand, Sigel and Lew Wallace, and yet it seems impossible to prevent it.

There seems no way out. I thought, everybody is always angry about the truth even though they claim to believe in it.