Quotes About Frustration

Will you look at this, Grandma said. Closed casket. Isn't this a fine howdy-do. I get dressed up and come out to pay my respects, and I don't even get to see anything. Martha Deeter was shot and autopsied. They'd taken her brain out to get weighed. After she was put back together she probably looked like Frankenstein. I was personally relieved to see a closed casket.

If she wasn't standing there, I'd grab you and shake you until the fillings fell out of your teeth. Police brutality. It has nothing to do with being a cop. It has to do with being Italian.

He looked just like himself. Didn't look like he was living in dark alleys. He was clean, fresh shaven. Didn't look hungry. Had on clean clothes. Seemed to be alone. Was a little, um, upset. Said I was a pain in the ass. No! You? A pain in the ass? I can't imagine why anyone would think that.

I don't mean to be critical of the Trenton police, I said, but wouldn't you think someone could catch this goddamn rabbit? He's riding around, handing out photos.

Damn, piss, shit, fuck!

I set the box of biscuits on the counter and went to the bathroom, and when I returned the biscuits were gone. Only a slobbery, mangled corner of the box remained.

I hate this," Morelli said. "Why can't I have a girlfriend who has normal problems . . . like breaking a fingernail or missing a period or falling in love with a lesbian?

It's a known fact that you get fucked at the drive-thru.

A half hour later I was back in the very same parking space, feeling much more comfortable and twice as bored. I'd brought a book back with me, but it was hard to read and sweat at the same time, and sweating took precedence.

If he's as frustrated as I am, he'll be at Rita's," Ranger said.

The clock on the dash told me I was seven minutes late, and the urge to scream told me I was home.

Sometimes I find human nature to be real disappointing," Lula said. "I guess that's why God made metallic extensions and pink hair dye. Sometimes you gotta compensate.

Lucille has me going to Sex Addicts Anonymous.' 'How's that working for you?' Lula asked. 'It's a nightmare. I go there, and I'm in a room filled with perverts. It's like being in a bakery where everything is free and you can't eat anything.

If she wasn't standing there, I'd grab you and shake you until the fillings fell out of your teeth. Police brutality. It has nothing to do with being a cop. It has to a do with being Italian.

Sometimes I find human nature to be real disappointing

I want nothing. There is no pizza. There is no you, no me, no us, no pizza. And don't ever call me again, you scummy, slimy fungus-ridden dog turd, piece of fly crud.

There was a lot of swearing and ineffective bitch-slapping

It was only natural to want to destroy something you could never have.

She yearned to call him, but hated the sound of the phone ringing, ringing, knowing that he might be standing right there, not picking up, knowing it was her.

When anybody could tell, nobody was ever going to give fucking peace a chance.

And it occurred to Josie how tortured Michael must have been by the way his mother's gift just flowed out of her, so clear and certain and unobstructed, like a spring. How painful it must have been for him to watch this. Michael had that genius, maybe even more than Meredith, but couldn't let it out like that. Just pour it out. And no matter how good he was, even if he was the one picked out of a whole show, he could never feel it. He could do everything except find a way to satisfaction.

I had come to the point when I realized it was unlikely that my film career was going to move beyond a certain level of role. And I was - because I had graphic instances of it - handicapped by the success of Star Trek. A director would say, 'I don't want Jean-Luc Picard in my movie' - and this was compounded by X-Men as well.

Even the best teams, there are times during the year when you cannot win, and you don't know why. Maybe you are unlucky; you make chances, and you cannot score.

I'm so lucky in my life, but I'm so unlucky in my abilities. I love art so much, but I'm unable to produce it. I can't even draw a dog that doesn't look like a horse.