Quotes About Frustration

All right then, I'll be mad at you on this score, which incidentally is no great misfortune, as things balance out quite well if there's a little anger for you lurking in one corner of my heart.

You are driving me crazy. You have been driving me crazy for weeks.

Let me go!" I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. "I can't, " he says.

One day I finally decided, that there is no point sharing my feelings, You don't enjoy...

I love punching the ceiling with my fists when I'm lost or I can't find a parking space.

Some days I really love being a mom, and some days I don't! It's crazy - I'm tired of packing lunches!

Honestly, the average American spends about 52 minutes a day in commute traffic. And as much as I love driving my car and many people like driving their car, commuting has never been fun for me.

Some nights, a romantic dinner can be killed by having to do dishes afterward, so it probably suits you better to go out for dinner. But I love cooking and always have.

I love reading poetry, and yet, at this point, the thought of writing a poem, to me, is tantamount to figuring out a trigonometry question.

My lips have touched more bottles than lovers and I'm half a shot away from psychotic.

...... I hate biochemistry because there is no chapter on roses.

I could simply kill you now, get it over with, who would know the difference? I could easily kick you in, stove you under, for all those times, mean on gin, you rammed words into my belly. (p. 52)

I could've loved you but the line is too long and your passiveness is endless.

He stopped complaining, but now I was annoyed. I went to the roof and drank alone.

Jean's desires, like those of all men in love, were concentrated on the impossible.

I love language, and I love the failure of language.

She imagined she could taste the storm in him, the battering winds of desperation and frustration that met her own, blow for blow.

I didn't know how I could want things so badly while making it impossible to ever get them.

Even silence tends to scream in a strained relationship.

We need to learn ourselves before we can understand what really annoys us!

As long as Tosh was home, I kept wishing he'd stop crabbing so much. But now I missed his crabbing. I couldn't crab the way he could, and things kept building up in me. All this reserve and discipline and patience and self-sacrifice only wore you down and made you feel real low.

When we got back to the house Logan grabbed his basketball, threw it really hard against the hallway wall, knocked the framed family photo to the floor-it didn't break, he didn't pick it up-and left with a couple of his friends. Thebes picked up the photo, hung it back on the wall, sighed heavily like she'd travelled to every corner of the world, on her knees, with a knife in her back and a boa constrictor wrapped around her chest, and then made us a couple of blueberry smoothies.

Naturally there's a fucking conchigliette in my shoe!

What's a little inferno in your bonnet.