Quotes About Frustration

I hate crying, I hate heartaches, and I hate being upset. But, unfortunately, these things happen all the time.

Until now, I had reckoned only that I had not the 'gift' for writing; now M. de Norpois took from me the ambition also.

she believed came from her admirer but which was due in effect to the utter impossibility of finding pleasure when one spends all one's time looking for it.

With Albertine, I felt that I would never learn anything, would never succeed in unraveling this tangled multiplicity of authentic details and untruthful facts. And that it would always be thus, unless I were to put her in prison (but people escape) up until the end.

To think that I have wasted years of my life, that I have longed for death, that the greatest love that I have ever known has been for a woman who did not please me, who was not in my style!

Husbands, in general, tend to complain a lot

And of course, there is always the F for failure. F for failing falling festering failure. F for fault. F for forgotten.

There goes your f#*king canoe!

Talking to my mother was about as much fun as chewing a ball of tinfoil with a mouthful of fillings.

I gazed out the window and wished for the thousandth time that rape were punishable by penis removal… with a rusty knife.

I shook my head.

Passions stem from frustrated desire.

My heart dropped directly into my stomach. And I cursed those fucking goatherds to hell, and myself for not executing them when every military codebook ever written had taught me otherwise. Not to mention my own raging instincts, which had told me to go with Axe and execute them. And let the liberals go to hell in a mule cart, and take with them all of their fucking know-nothing rules of etiquette in war and human rights and whatever other bullshit makes 'em happy.

Cooper spun on his heel and walked away. He walked without direction or purpose, without thought or plan. His companions were Frustration and Rage, and together the three of them stalked Manhattan.

the problem with looking for your glasses is that you don't have your glasses on while you're looking . . .

Almost everyone has an inborn need to create; in most people this is thwarted and forgotten, and the drive is pushed into other activities that are less threatening, less difficult, and less rewarding. In some people, that need to create is transmuted into the need to destroy.

A bureaucrat is the most despicable of men, though he is needed as vultures are needed, but one hardly admires vultures whom bureaucrats so strangely resemble. I have yet to meet a bureaucrat who was not petty, dull, almost witless, crafty or stupid, an oppressor or a thief, a holder of little authority in which he delights, as a boy delights in possessing a vicious dog. Who can trust such creatures?

Als leven een baan is, wilde ik ontslag nemen. Maar ik kon het kantoor niet vinden dat over ontslagaanvragen ging.

She has often suspected that her last words to herself and in this world will prove to be 'You bloody old fool' or, perhaps, depending on the mood of the day or the time of the night, 'you fucking idiot'.

Why doesn't Prin go and get her own goddamn blistering bloody shitty jelly doughnuts?

My mother sighed, making me feel that I was placing an intolerable burden on her, and yet making me resent having to feel this weight. She looked tired, as she often did these days. Her tiredness bored me, made me want to attack her for it.

I could not speak for the salt that filled my throat, and for anger - not at anyone, at God, perhaps, for giving us eyes but almost never sight.

Yesterday it worked Today it is not working Windows is like that

I adopted a baby. I wanted a highway, but it was a lot of red tape.