Quotes About Frustration

wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness

Give me one good reason why I shouldn't chop him into worthless-bastard-themed confetti. --Isabelle Lightwood

But-Jace what are you doing?' 'Finishing my shower. And if you've made me run through all the hot water, I'll be very annoyed.

unrequitted love amuses me

Magnus wants to shout at me, don't you, Magnus?" (Jace) "Yes," Magnus said, tearing his eyes away from Alec long enough to scowl. -pg.275-

Why should I tell you everything about how I feel when you never tell me anything? It's like banging my head on a wall, except at least if I were banging my head on a wall, I'd be able to make myself stop. - Jace Wayland.

Why does it take girls so long to shower?" he demanded. "Mortal girls, Shadowhunters, female warlocks, you're all the same. I'm not getting any younger waiting out here." -Magnus to Clary, pg.272-

Do you ever feel like screaming?' Clary asked him [Jace]. 'Some of the time.

She'd tried to program it when they'd gotten into the Toyota, but it had refused to turn on. Once, the GPS had only spoken in a heavy German accent for weeks. Julian had decided it was possessed.

Most people don't cry when they're upset or frightened, but rather when they're frustrated. Your frustration is understandable. You've been through a most trying time." -Hodge

I was of the "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, then wonder why life didn't give you freaking sugar so you could drink the stuff" school of thought.

What do you mean? How does he look at me? I don't know. It's like you're a chocolate ice- cream and he doesn't have a spoon.

Hunter bent his head and pressed his face against her hair. The next instant she felt his lips on her neck. She also felt his hand on her posterior. Frustrated by her high neckline and her full skirts, he made a fist in the calico. "So much wannup. Where are you, Blue Eyes?

Frustrated by her high neckline and her full skirts, he made a fist in the calico. "So much wannup. Where are you, Blue Eyes?" He started to lift her dress. Loretta reached behind her and caught his hand. "Wha--what're you doin'?" He lifted his head, eyes alight with teasing mischief. "I search for my woman. You are in there.

You will tell me of this anger that burns within you, eh?" "As if you don't know!" He propped his elbows on his bent knees. Women. He'd never understand them.

In a voice that rasped with frustration as well as tender amusement, Hunter said, "You have such a great want for me that we must hurry, yes?

Lately I've been walking around talking to myself, who is full of swearing and disbelief.

Why was it that whenever I started to not detest him, he did something like this?

I had said that to him dozens of times over the . . . ' 'Yes, we have heard you make that statement already. Now will you

God, I've been like Don Quixote, fencing with windmills, searching for vengeance

Because that is how we do it—we approach pregnancy like a job, gobbling up everything we can on the subject so that we are experts on every theory. And, as with most jobs, a certain amount of drudgery accrues. I have discovered that, in addition to ensuring mastery of these theories, this strategy to parenting also, unfortunately, results in utter confusion and frustration.

Finally I halted, my cloak soiled with grease and jam. Why was it that jam always coated me so?

Why have boundaries if everyone is going to drive through them, leaving nothing but rubble? No one's going to do what I want. Why should they?" Laura had just perfectly defined powerlessness, and powerlessness in a relationship is one of the main causes of stress or anxiety.

I can't believe I have to do this. I feel like I came to have a tooth pulled and by mistake my whole brain came with it.