Quotes About Frustration

Because the doctors could not cure me, they decided I could not be sick. They told me it was all in my head. Namely, I was to blame. I was the sickness.

Es gibt tatsächlich Weiber, die uns die Rosen ihrer Reize durch die Dornen ihrer anmaßlichen Dummheit verleiden, so dass gar keiner mehr danach greifen mag.

I went into the kitchen, took the cognac out of the icebox and had a long drink from it. It didn't help. I had another, that didn't help either.

Je hebt GVD een rekenmachine nodig om je ADH de hele dag bij te houden.

There is a character in The Count of Monte Cristo who digs through solid rock for years and finally gets somewhere: he finds himself in another cell. It was that kind of moment.

I cry because I don't have the upper-arm strength to flatiron my hair. I

I break into a sweat when I find a Sharpie cap, but not the pen.

I'm no good at anything. Not men. Not social skills. Not work. Nothing.

Thank you, Daniel, that is very good to know. But if staying here means working within 10 yards of you, frankly, I'd rather have a job wiping Saddam Hussein's arse.

Oh God, what's wrong with me? Why does nothing ever work out?

I've seen the way she comes on to him—I just can't stand it. You know—what really shits me is how you spend years working on yourself to get rid of all that stupid eyelash-fluttering and giggling, and then just when you think you're getting somewhere, you find out that guys still like women who do that sort of thing. I watch 'em fall for it, every time.

Sometimes life seems very unfair.

He looks at Rao. Turns in his seat and looks. Sunil Rao, bane of Adam's career, world saver, royal pain in the ass, and genuinely the love of Adam's life.

They tried their best with each other, but it just wasn't any good.

The night passes slowly, as it must when your wish is that another's won't come true.

This was a little house, with a ceiling that kept getting higher and higher, a hot place with no windows. This was anger.

Mr. Fox didn't come, he didn't come, he didn't.

I sat with my head in my hands, shaking. Because the situation was so much worse than I'd thought. My husband was trying to choose between me, his wife, and someone he had made up. And I, the real woman, the wife, had nothing on the made-up girl. We each had five points in our favour. That son of a bitch.

I went down to Chemical—and after asking to see everything but my teeth, they cashed {my cheque}. Nothing infuriates me like those friendly, folksy bank ads in magazines and on TV. Every bank I ever walked into was about as folksy as a cobra.

Overwhelming and astounding inequality,especially when it has an element of the unattainable, arouses far less envy than minimal inequality, which inevitably causes the envious to think: I might have been in his place.

he went on strike and withdrew into the sulking corner of the religiously disappointed.

Ich war so was wie ein Wunderkind in Sachen Physik und Mathematik, wollte Kernphysiker werden, habe dann aber über den Schriftsteller Hans Henny Jahnn promoviert. Ich habe sämtliche meiner Karrieren zerstört, bevor sie anfingen. Das mache ich immer noch so.

The mere ambition to write a poem is enough to kill it.

Spite is anger which is afraid to show itself, it is an impotent fury conscious of its impotence.