Quotes About Frustration

Hope was elusive, and a total bitch.

Unfortunately, he was a man through and through, and therefore had a penis, which meant that there'd be no reasoning with him.

Not despised. Despised is a little strong. It implies that I'd unplug your life support to charge my iPhone, so I save that word for things like chia seeds, infomercials, and slow walkers in the aisles of the grocery store.

Seriously, why are you here? To drive me crazy?" "Well, that does seem fair, since you drove me there a long time ago.

mother of teenagers, blew out a frustrated breath. "I knew if I caved to the 'Oh please, can we have a puppy, Mom!' that I'd be the one to end up here," she said. "I'm not good at this. I've told him to sit a million times.

Mudderfudder

I was so mad that because I am a woman it had fallen into my lap to organize the party, and also do everything else that created our children's lives: to buy clothes and make summer plans and babysitter arrangements and school deliverables and sports sign-ups and health forms...I'd never signed up for this role. All of my duties were assumed, no negotiation or divvying up of responsibilities, no questions asked.

Hell's bells, irony blows.

I have nightmares about hell, where all I do is add up numbers and try to have conversations with people like you.

Harry, she said quietly, I know you must be angry. I burn things to ash and smash holes in buildings when I'm angry, I said. I'm a couple of steps past that point right now.

At the moment I was mad enough to chew up nails and spit out paper clips.

I would hit you on the head with a rock and drag you away from this. But it would only shatter the rock.

A second later the door opened and Murphy glared up at me, blue eyes bright and cold. Get more away. I've been fighting this computer all day long. I swear, if you blow out my hard drive again, I'm taking it out of your ass. Why would your hard drive be in my ass? I said.

Why is it that you've never got the least goddamned clue what's happening inside your own head. Have you ever noticed this trend? Doesn't it bug you sometimes?

Hello Angel,'Michael rumbled, and leaned over to give the woman a kiss on the cheek. She accepted it with all the loving tolerance of a Komodo dragon. 'Don't you hello angel me. Do you know what I had to go through to find a baby-sitter, get all the way out here, get the money together and then get the sword back for you?

The stupid part is that he isn't interested in... in getting serious. We get along. We have fun together. For him, that's enough. And it's so stupid for me to get hung up on him.

My brother threw up his hands. What does a woman need to do, Harry? Rip her clothes off, throw herself on top of you, and shimmy while screaming, 'Do me, baby!'? he shook his head. Sometimes you're a frigging idiot.

That...that bitch.

Some days, it just doesn't pay to get out of bed.

I like complaining. It's every soldier's sacred right

You know, sometimes I think Someone up there really hates me.

Dude, I said, making the word a disgusted sound. Single guys everywhere hate you. Starting with me.

what happens is that you suffer through doing annoying and humiliating things until you get paid not enough money.

His red hair was buzz cut, and he wore his ill-fitting suit like something that he planned to rip his way out of when he turned into the Hulk.