Quotes About Frustration

Izzy had the heart of a radical, but she had the experience of a fourteen-year-old living in the suburban Midwest. Which is to say: she cast about for ideas for exacting revenge -- egged windows, flaming bags of dog shit -- and chose the best thing in her limited repertoire.

Was she sad? She was angry. Furious at the smallness of her mother's life.

He had thrown every rock he could find and it was still not enough.

I know what to do . . . I just can't do it.

Sadie eyed him, hands on hips. Bird, she said, with infuriating pity, you don't understand anything, so you?

He wants the old man to deliver a biting comeback, he wants the old man to punch the pizza guy in his smirking face, he wants the old man to back away before the pizza guy says—or does—something worse. Before he lifts those hands that pound and flatten thick dough into compliance. The moment tautens and tightens,

Mrs. Richardson remained annoyed with

smell of an apple alone, when what you really wanted was to devour it, to sink your teeth into it and consume it, seeds, core, and all.

glowering Izzy in the backseat. No one

He remembers again, and he is always angrier than before.

I wanted to kill her with my bare hands but it wouldn't have been Christian.

She had wanted to behave like a fully grown woman and it had not come off.

Tutto questo fa schifo. Non parole. A gesture. Non scriverò più. --- All this disgusts. Without words. A gesture. I will not write more.

What if loving something means you should mostly feel frustrated and thwarted? And then a little ruined, too, by the pursuit? But you keep coming back for more?

Wait a minute, can't you? I've only got three hands.

it helps that in michigan everyone goes inside from november through april. but from may until october they are outside, on display, and all of a sudden if you are single, you have a window to heaven and no way at all to get in.

Not that, this." She took her hands off the wheel and stretched out her arms, the car inching closer to oncoming traffic. "This town, these people, the same old shit every week. I'm done with it. All of it.

impatient. I had to do things the Army's way: hurry up and wait.

All in one day I flew to Puerto Rico and took care of two matters. Then I flew to Chicago and took care of one matter. Then I flew to San Francisco and stopped at a bar for a couple of glasses of wine, because I knew I wouldn't get anything to drink when I got to the Fairmont to meet up with Jimmy and give him the report. I walked into Jimmy's hotel room at exactly 8:00 P.M. and he yelled at me for keeping him waiting.

Scanned by the eyes of this intelligence, your path will be without pits to swallow, or snares to entangle you. Environed by the arms of this protection, all artifices will be frustration, and all malice repelled.

The fear really hits you. That's what you feel first. And then it's the anger and frustration. Part of the problem is how little we understand about the ultimate betrayal of the body when it rebels against itself.

Sex can sometimes become the most horrible of tasks.

But I am very poorly today & very stupid & I hate everybody & everything. One lives only to make blunders.

The problem with children is that you have to put up with their parents.