Quotes About Frustration

They mean well, and they mean well tae me, but there's nae way under the sun that they can appreciate what ah feel, what ah need. Protect me from those who wish tae help us.

Ah suppose man, ah'm too much ay a perfectionist, ken? It's likesay, if things go a bit dodgy, ah jist cannae be bothered, y'know.

A lot of men are wankers cause they don't mind bad sex, but for a woman bad sex is far worse than no sex at all.

ye always want what ye cannae have and the things that ye dinnae really gie a toss aboot get handed tae ye oan a plate.

So this is how cunts that never shag fuckin well live. A life oy impotence, resentment, anger and frustration; nae fuckin exuberance in life, forced tae become an Internet troll or a miserable drunk in a boozer.

Es una mierda que las tías te cojan cariño pero sólo en plan amigo. Me pasa constantemente: me veo metido en el papel del tío majo con el que no quieren follar. Me encantaría hacer de hijo de puta al que matan a polvos

She's lovely and she's with Skinner, and they're probably in love and there's no justice in this world

Los colegas son una puta pérdida de tiempo. Siempre están dispuestos a arrastrarte hasta su nivel de mediocridad social, sexual e intelectual.

but it's aw hate, hate, hate wi some punters, and whair does it git us likesay, man? Whair the fuck does it git us?

Un tizietto in tuta mi grida dal pianerottolo in alto che non dovrei stare qui. E' la storia della mia vita. Sempre in un posto dove non dovrei stare.

This is a bit like being accused of shagging the sister ah don't have.

Thir must be less tae life than this.

Fuck that: take shagging n peeve oot ay the equation n yir left wi the sqare root ay swee fuck all!

Si tous les enculés de la terre niquaient quand ils ont la migraine, y aurait pas autant de problèmes.

Whit's aw this aboot? YE TAKE US AW THE WEY DOON HERE N THAIRE'S NAE FUCKIN PEEVE, YA CUNTS!

They mean well, and they mean well tae me, but there's nae way under the sun that they can appreciate what ah feel, what ah need. Protect me from those who wish tae help us.

HOUSE! That's-you-Mark. He's-goat-hoose. OWER-HERE! Wis-nae-eve-in-gaunn-ae-shout-oot. Cu-moan-son. Git-a-fu-kin-grip-ay-yir-sel. Ah smile benignly at Jocky, all the time wishing a prompt and violent death oan the nosey cunt.

No fuckin way: cunt dies when ah fuckin well say eh dies. (Jim Frances Begbie as he is trying to resuscitate a friend who's having a stroke.)

He had recently graduated with a degree in English Literature and was on the dole. So were most of his fellow graduates.

Weeks passed, Vincent did nothing - just ate, slept or sat staring at one point. [...] He wandered around the neighborhood in order to stretch his legs or just for pleasure. He walked because he was annoyed to lie, to sit or to stand. When he got tired of walking, he was sitting, lying or standing.

He always felt trapped and restless when talking to lawyers or doing any business with them

Married life had taught him the futility of arguing with a female in a dark-brown mood.

Oh, hell! I can't sleep!" "Neither can I! But I might as well try—as a matter of principle."   Twelve hours later, sleep was still just that—a matter of principle, unattainable in practice.

The thanks of a weak one are but of little value, he muttered, but you have them, for truly, in this past week, little but scraps have come my way- and for all my body is small, yet is my appetite unseemly great.