Quotes About Frustration

West stood and strode to the door. "Is this what it's like to have a family?" he asked irritably. "Endless arguing, and talking about feelings from dawn to dusk? When the devil can I do as I please and not have to account to a half-dozen people for it?" "When you live alone on an island with a single palm tree and a coconut," Kathleen snapped. "And even then, I'm sure you would find the coconut far too demanding.

We may run into Kevin," Lucy said gloomily. "She's hoping to run into Kevin," Zoë assured her. Justine smiled grimly. "Preferably with my car.

Oh, this is horriculous.

I would say probably my least favorite costume ever was in 'Van Helsing.' That was a huge pain because it had thigh-high boots with 30 buckles on them that had to be done up individually.

I have a 15-passenger van, which is not fun to drive in L.A. ever.

You're going to feel every bit of Stan Van Gundy's frustration if his team had a tough quarter.

I had a desperate need to be Van Gogh or something. Some tremendous artist. Jack's so successful, what's wrong with me, why isn't this working for me? I hated myself.

Vancouver has always been a place of mixed results for me. I've always been fast there, but I've never been able to collect the kind of result I could have.

I was frustrated because I couldn't get going, as I was trying to figure out how to make films. I had various jobs, I taught a SAT class, I was a bartender, I had a day job at an office and was making short films.

I don't sell enough books to pay for the lawyers, however. And these various problems finally became too much.

If you think about what folks have been doing for 20 or 30 years, they have been bottling frustration and resentment that the political elites don't understand them, that the political elites don't care about them, that the political elites judge them in various ways. All Donald Trump does is provide the opposite of those things.

It is good to vary in order that you may frustrate the curious, especially those who envy you.

Some of the traits that make you a great entrepreneur also work against you. Examining data of high-scoring people, we find that oftentimes the world frustrates them: They're super-smart, they're super-capable, and the work quality of their peers is vastly inferior to what they can achieve on their own.

I'm done with Vegas. I hate Vegas.

I don't need to break the speed limit. But if I'm not passing other vehicles on the interstate, I get a little irritated.

When you can't do something truly useful, you tend to vent the pent up energy in something useless but available, like snappy dressing.

Sometimes I like to vent.

My own habit had always been to write about the things that ticked me off in a given day. If I kept a journal at all, I kept it to vent.

I want things to be better all the time. And I tend to get angry about that. Books are an opportunity to vent.

Some people can vent their anger, take a breath, and let it go, but I wasn't one of them.

There are some things I feel the need to pussyfoot around that I would like to... give vent to. But I realise the press isn't the place to do that.

There is ways and means to vent, and sometimes they can be the wrong ways.

I've forgotten more about bad putting than all the lousy putters in the firmament combined. My mind has been twisted into an incurable, disturbing venue of bad speed and inadequate line. I just want to go out and not feel like I'm putting a Rubik's Cube with a flimsy piece of rope.

Stand-up came out of three things. Frustration, necessity and arrogance. I didn't have a great career ahead of me in anything. Someone literally said to me, 'You should try stand-up,' and took me to a venue.