Quotes About Frustration

Obviously I was missing the whole picture. Any minute now he would leap up, wrench the two-inch silver alloy bars apart despite the fact that silver was toxic to shapeshifters, and heroically kick Saiman's ass. Any minute now. Any minute.

You look like Curran. You have that pissy exasperated look on your face.

Hold your horses. I'm coming.... From where I'm standing you're just breathing laboriously. The snow swam out of focus. Breathing hard. Are you coming or just breathing hard. You've got to get your one-liners straight.

I closed my eyes. "Are you okay?" "I'm tired. My knee is hurting again and I'm trying to teleport myself upstairs." "Um, Kate, you can't do that." "I know. But I'm trying very hard. Let me know if I start fading?

I wondered if kicking him in the head would make the whole explanation pop out of his mouth in one chunk.

Since I've moved here, you have shown up at my door eight times. I obey the laws, I pay my taxes, and I haven't even gotten a parking ticket in my entire time as a driver. Yet if anything at all happens in the neighborhood, you appear at my door. I bet if a meteorite fell somewhere in the subdivision, you would be here asking me if I personally launched it out of my doomsday cannon.

The stairs ended. I wished I knew the jackass who'd made the staircase so short. I'd throw him down the damn steps so he could count them with his head.

He stepped forward, took a deep breath, and doubled over in a sneezing fit. My werewolf was allergic to tortoises. Why me?

Why could nothing with Kate be simple? Why couldn't Jim ever just come by to tell me that he had bowled a perfect game or benched a personal best. Maybe finally asked that weird tiger girl out.

Mahon's wife stared down at us. Her hands went to her hips. Which one of you idiots wants to explain to me what the hell is going on? With great effort I raised my arm and pointed in Mahon's general direction. Him.

He plugged the phone into the outlet. It rang. Roman stared at it as if it were a viper. The phone rang again. He unplugged it. "There." "It can't be that bad," I told him. "Oh, it's bad." Roman nodded. "My dad refused to help my second sister buy a house, because he doesn't like her boyfriend. My mother called him and it went badly. She cursed him. Every time he urinates, the stream arches up and over.

Maybe I should roll down the window to let some of the sexual tension out.

Curran let our a ragged snarl and punched the other wall. It burst and the entire wreck of the house came down in a fountain of dust. He shook his hand, his knuckles bloody. Bricks are hard, I told him patiently, as if to a child. Don't hit bricks. No, no. Curran picked up a brick and snapped it in half. Idiot

When you keep people from doing things they are destined to do, they go crazy.

I would kill Kurt. I would strangle him with my bare hands. I stomped up the stairs to the second floor of Rogan's HQ, where Heart and Bug waited for me. Napoleon saw my face and ran behind Bug's chair to hide. "Where is Kurt?" I growled. Bug blinked. "I'm not sure I should tell you this information." "Bug!" "Kurt is a valuable member of the team, and you have murder on your face.

He smiled at me. It was the kind of smile that blazed a trail from your heart to your mind and popped into your head the next time you wondered why you put up with a man who made you want to punch things.

I finally understood why he was called Mad Rogan. It wasn't because he was insane. It was because he drove you nuts with sheer frustration.

I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck.

If I could, I would punch today right in the face.

Men." "Yes. Can't live with them, can't kill them." Elara crossed her arms.

Sean Evans was officially pissed off. Serves you right, furball.

As a young man, I was angry about all things legal.

A lot of young men are frustrated and looking for someone to blame.

Young people all over the world are very frustrated. They are very disillusioned. Many of them are turning their backs on religion. They are walking away from the faith of their parents, and most of this is because religion has failed them.