Quotes About Frustration

Everything in life, except her kids, made her impatient. She had tried to do a million things. She'd wanted to be a documentary filmmaker and then a painter and then a tiny-ceramic-figure maker. None of it panned out. She'd be full of enthusiasm at first, full of big ideas and energy and drive, but it would all gradually evaporate and disappear. She could never maintain the momentum or the concentration or the confidence she needed to get anything done.

No?u, u intimnom, poluglasnom razgovoru sa samim sobom, nikako ne mogu zapravo logi?ki opravdati zašto se u posljednje vrijeme toliko uzrujavam zbog ljudske gluposti.

Force people to live on top of one another like that," says Al Lovejoy as he describes the townships he knows intimately, "and you are bound to pick up social stress that expresses itself in violence. What I could never understand is why there wasn't more violence.

Silence is worse when you know it won't be broken.

I HAVE A HEARTBURN AND DIAHREA AT THE MOMENT--LIFE'S ABITCH. CHAT LATER? [signed] SORE TUSH

you feel like a steel door has been locked; you're banging, but they just can't hear you. And being unheard is the ground floor of giving up, and giving up is the ground floor of doing yourself in.

Anger is what we feel when we're helpless.

And when hope is gone, time is punishment.

you were really God," I seethed, "you would have stopped him.

But what you do sense, what is unmistakable, is a rising tide of frustration and anger and violence, born partly of the greater familiarity the poor today have with the rich, their faces pressed to that clear window on wealth afforded by ubiquitous television, and partly of the change in mentality that results from an outward shift in the supply curve for firearms.

and they fished and fished for hours, taking turns, but neither of them knew how to fish, or maybe they were just unlucky, and though they felt nibbles, they caught nothing, and it was as though they were merely feeding their bread to the insatiable brine

Your teacher did not want to be a teacher. He wanted to be a meter reader at the electric utility. Meter readers do not have to put up with children, work comparatively little, and what is more important, have greater opportunity for corruption and are hence both better off and held in higher regard by society.

My list] of unwritten books grows longer every year--which may be a blessed relief to the book-buying public but is a source of real dissatisfaction to me.

It is not the stretching that tires you, but the frustration of stretching unsuccessfully because you lack the skill to stretch effectively.

There is something maddening about mediocrity that calls forth the worst in those who are forced to deal with it.

he felt as if he were trying to move a glacier with a frozen chicken.

Nothing infuriates people more than their own lack of spiritual insight.

Connie's other job was proof-editing which she did very badly. Transferring the author's corrections to a clean sheet of proofs was something Connie was unable to do without missing an average of three corrections a page, or transcribing newly inserted material all wrong... she put angry authors' letters about the mutilation of their books under the cushion of her chair to deal with later

She blew out a breath between gritted teeth. "Sometimes I really want to"—a frustrated sound—"bite you!" He froze. "I might let you." "I won't do it if you'd enjoy it.

The fabulous thing about male-female relationships is that we can help balance each other out; the not so fabulous part is that we can drive each other insane.

In short, I was constantly receiving some fresh mortification, so that I hardly passed a day in quiet.

Oh poor Octave, no luck at all, as usual, said Madame Rocher, he is still with his regiment, still only a captain. Of course, if it hadn't been for this wretched war, he would be at least a colonel by now.

Anger was a fire in a grate, and I'd never had any wood to burn. Until now, it seemed.

I've been taught any number of ways to manage anger, and they really work. What she's never been able to teach me is how to want to manage it. So I go on seething and raging and knowing the whole time that it's my own fault, because I do know how to stop.