Quotes About Frustration

I could not get thorough answers from the people in my family.

Handbrake found the drive to Jaipur that morning particularly frustrating. The new tarmac-surfaced toll road, which was part of India's proliferating highway system, had four lanes running in both directions, and although it presented all manner of hazards, including the occasional herd of goats, a few overturned trucks and the odd gaping pothole, it held out an irresistible invitation to speed. Indeed, many of the other cars travelled as fast as 100 miles

Someone from a dysfunctional family or someone with no education is less likely to be able to control the anger and frustrations that arise in everyday life.

Families, can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em ..

The girl wondered if her parents had been right to protect her from everything, if they had been right not to explain why so many things had changed for them since the start of the war... Nobody would tell her. Nobody would explain. She hated being treated like a baby. She hated the voices being lowered when she entered the room. If they had told her, if they had told her everything they knew, wouldn't that have made today easier?

Frightened of my futureless life, scared by my foolish anxieties, unable to see ahead and aiming nowhere, I continued ceaselessly living my ridiculously idiotic life.

She hated her job the same way I hated my jobs because she knew she was worth more, but she also hated herself so there wasn't much point in trying to do better.

I wanted to end it now, like a bad TV show turned off in the middle.

The only people who come close to annoying me as much as left-laners are cart-hogs, shoppers who leave their carts in the middle of the aisle and wander a few feet away, where they stand with their mouths open staring stupefied at the shelves as if they've never seen food before. I

she went about her business in a way that put me in mind of an old matchbook. You can scratch the head against the strip in the same way you always have but you are not going to get any kind of spark.

How did we end up here? My key works, but you won't let me in.

But I lived in a world where you could never want what you wanted out in the open.

You can laugh," she said with angry eyes. "You know how I feel when I'm here? Black and desperate. You don't know what it's like to be standing in the line to get in to see him.

The majority of men are born with constricted understanding and circumscribed intellect. So intensive education would not only be useless in their case but would only confuse and frustrate them, and incite them to anger and resentment.

And when their goal was obtained, they had only two choices before them: gaining even more power, world without end, or dying of frustration when they consciously, or unconsciously, realized that this was not what they had wanted at all, that it gave them no delight, and the world they had attained was empty of everything. They had narrowed their existence; like a projectile, they were trained on only one target." He walked on, and Cornelia followed

I rode an elevator with a guy who was whistling the tune of 'this is the song that never ends'. Putting that on me? Come on dude...

I have no idea what I'm doing when it comes to love... There's no pattern to it, except that it happens to all of us, of course. I can't plan for it. I can't predict how it'll end up. Because love is unpredictable and it's frustrating and it's tragic and it's beautiful...

normally he enjoys his job, but yesterday the product managers asked him for something he considers a bad idea.

Golf is a fascinating game. It has taken me nearly forty years to discover that I can't play it.

They weren't drunk—they were just being loud. I was trying out for the football team and needed to get some sleep. One night I'd finally had enough and when Ted ran by my open window I reached out, grabbed him by the throat, and pulled him halfway into my room. I said, "Hey, what the hell's the matter with you?

It is easy for a parent to say, "I am right and I am angry, therefore my anger is righteous anger." It may be that we are just angry because we are not getting what we want.

Talking to my dad is like talking to a wall!!;)

In Spain, they're never direct, and that frustrates me.

Some people like the same thing forever, but I don't know. We kind of, like, listen to loads of different stuff, and our attention spans aren't good enough. So there was a bit of frustration when you're, like, having to play the same thing all the time because we play all, like, loads of different instruments.