Quotes About Frustration

I ain't ahead by a damn sight. I never will be.

He said that most men were in their lives like the carpenter whose work went so slowly for the dullness of his tools that he had not time to sharpen them.

And I said no ma'am I just aim to quit. I ain't ahead by a damn sight. I never will be.

He kept complaining about everything until they finally turned on him and asked him just what it was that he wanted. That seemed to stop him and he gave it some thought and finally he said that he just wanted to be happy. At which they turned on him all over again and said no no no, Leonard. Realistic goals.

Suttree stalked off to find the boy. I just come from there, the boy said. Well get your ass up cause you're going again. They aint no need to cuss about it, the boy said. It Sunday and all.

Odd the way the world is. How you can have just about anything except what you want.

I remember the feeling. Whenever my father got so absorbed in a book that we might have been in visible I felt like taking a pair of scissors and cutting it up.

What was a slap for ten pages of escapism, ten pages far from everything that made him unhappy, ten pages of real life instead of the monotony that other people called the real world?

That bloody bastard! That thrice accursed son of a bitch!

It's bad enough sitting in a car, never mind driving it.

How clear one's own desires become once they are made impossible.

Oh, putrid puffballs! Stop winding us all up like this or I'll tie a knot in your tail!

Worte taugen nichts. Ja, manchmal klangen sie wunderbar, aber sie liessen einen im Stich, sobald man sie wirklich brauchte. Nie fand man die richtigen, niemals, aber wo sollte man auch nach ihnen suchen? Das Herz ist stumm wie ein Fish, auch wenn die Zunge sich noch so viel Muehe gibt, ihm eine Stimme zu geben.

Isn't there at lest a bloody light switch somewhere in this hole? Oh, to hell with it, I feel as if I've fallen into some far-fetched adventure story where the villians wear black eye patches and throw knives. Damn, damn, damn! Meggie had already noticed that Elinor swore a lot, and the more upset she was the worse her language became.

Manchmal hilft es, wütend zu werden, wenn man vor Traurigkeit nicht ein noch aus weiß.

Oh, pestiferous parasols!" grumbled Sorrel.

A veces, cuando uno no sabe qué hacer, un buen enfado ayuda.

She felt so stupid, and Elinor hated to feel stupid. It was almost worse than feeling sad.

Nonsense. If anyone around here needs his neck wrung it's Capricorn," said Elinor. "And that man Basta. My God, I'd never have thought the idea of strangling another human being would give me such enormous satisfaction. But I'm sure if I could just get my hands around that Basta's neck, I —

Was there any more wretched existence than the life of a writer who had run out of words?

When in problem, or in doubt, run in cirles, scream and shout

She was forty-five minutes late to work that day, but she had toast for breakfast. Goddamnit.

He's a sucking chest wound of a human being.

It was the fact that there was all this terrible stuff and no one seemed to be able to do anything about it.