Quotes About Frustration

No! I will not calm down! He should be fired. WE should have him fired! You're clearly depressed and he needs to help you. He can't tell you to try harder next time That's sick! SICK!

Megan Meade's Guide to the McGowan Boys Entry Nine Observation #1: Boys suck.

Men were good for one thing only. Killing spiders. Other than that, I was on my own. It was sad though. Where was the chivalry of yesteryear?

I have tried many times to express my feelings, but at each attempt, I find myself tongue-tied.

Hugh refused to leave the scene of the action. He seated himself on the top stair in the hall, banged his head against the railing a few times, just by way of uncorking the vials of his wrath, and then subsided into gloomy silence, waiting to declare war if more "first girl babies" were thrust upon a family already surfeited with that unnecessary article.

So we hold endless meetings, everyone is consulted, we discuss everything, and eventually we reach a consensus. Sometimes we even make a decision. Then we go and have a good moan about it all.

But each new vexation brought the memory of the last, and the fact that it had been solved. Vexation was vexing, but idleness was like death.

His rage swelled, sweet and simple.

So this was it. You take a wrong step and you end up wearing yesterday's underwear, sitting on the carpet trying to teach yourself how to knit. And even that doesn't work. She never expected it to be so hard. Life.

you stupid, selfish, philandering coach-class jackass.

Inilah nerakanya menjadi orangtua-melihat seluruh sifat terburukmu dalam diri orang lain. Lalu ada lagi frustasi karena tidak bisa mengubah sifat-sifat itu pada diri anakmu, sebagaimana kau tidak mampu mengubahnya dalam dirimu sendiri.

And what is boredom? Perhaps the inability to find meaning, to complete a perception, to arrive at an understanding: partly grasped, but forever just out of reach. It is not lack of interest, but interest frustrated, cut off, imperfectly held. So says the Chronicle today. But for me it is the fear of emptiness.

About the same as if someone had just backed over me with their SUV. Honestly, it was this god-awful mix of unrequited love and raw humiliation over the fact that he hadn't called me. If they could only harvest that feeling, it would make a perfect weapon of mass destruction.

The most effective birth control I know is a toddler with the croup and diaper rash.

There must be a great many of them here who think as I do, and we dare not say a word to each other out of our desperation, we are speechless animals letting ourselves be destroyed, and why? Does anybody here believe the things we say to each other?

They were simply the moanings of sperm cells locked away too long in scrotums.

I'm terrible with patience.

Woodenly written, ineptly footnoted. It was so bad it was starting to make Connie angry. There often came a moment in grading when Connie struggled with anger at her students. That was usually when it was time to stop for the night.

How idiotic civilization is! Why be given a body if you have to keep it shut up in a case like a rare, rare fiddle?

If there was one thing that he hated more than another it was the way she had of waking him in the morning. She did it on purpose, of course. It was her way of establishing her grievance for the day.

fuck off! this isn't my fault....it wasn't my idea to kick it!" same conversation 1 minuet later

The poor complain that they are governed badly. The rich complain that they are governed at all.

The practice of writing code in C++ continually upset Cutler because it created so much confusion and inefficiency.

One team member, who had formerly worked at AT&T's Bell Labs, recalled only writing specifications for prototype products during his entire time with the company. Invariably after finishing the specs, the project was cancelled. Coming away empty handed so often made him feel sad. After