Quotes About Frustration

He looked at himself in the mirror and frowned. He had a habit of running a hand into his hair when he was concentrating hard, which made it spike. Right now he resembled a pissed-off cockatoo

I've labored long and hard for bread, For honor and for riches, But on my corns too long you've tred You fine-haired sons of bitches.

I understood why she did it. At that moment I knew why people tagged graffiti on the walls of neat little houses and scratched the paint on new cars and beat up well-tended children. It was only natural to want to destroy something you could never have.

I'm not there, she thought. I'm not there. I'm nowhere. She felt the world go dark with sudden exclusion and she was beating her wings against the door of the dark but no one opened the door; indeed, no one heard.

It is impossible to work up a satisfactory anger at someone who so steadfastly refuses to reciprocate. You win, Mr. Spock; I give up.

Foot," she said in a matching torrent of Jannisetti curses, "Heel. Sole. Toes, with green toenail polish!

The concept of the psychopath is, in fact, an admission of failure to solve the mystery of evil—it is merely a restatement of the mystery—and only offers an escape valve for the frustration felt by psychiatrists, social workers, and police officers, who daily encounter its force.

You three have done quite enough today: all of you and your feckless, treacherous god.

I'm tired of all these hippie jack-offs

Mies on lihaksi tullut vitutus.

A stationary bike is a device that epitomizes the phrase hurry up and wait.

The wind blew my words away from you. So while I told you I love you, the phrase was carried in the opposite direction and landed 333 miles away in the ears of a confused farmer. He was nice, though. He sent me a kind letter saying that while he was flattered, I wasn't really his type.

I want to scream sometimes, because I hate when people refer to a dead person as the late" so and so. I'm sorry to break that bad news, but that person isn't just late—they're not even coming!

The good, the bad, and the ugly basically sums up my sex life. Except that I've never had the good.

HALF AN hour later, Richey James sits alone in the dressing room, smoking a cigarette and staring straight ahead. He's not saying anything. Is it because he treasures his guitars, that he never smashes them? "No, I dislike my guitar intensely," he sighs. "I can't even be bothered to smash the fucking thing. It doesn't deserve death...

Hell," Tony Bonelli tells me, "is having no control." Tony's

What the journalist Alex Massie wrote in The Spectator offers a warning beyond Britain: If you spend days, weeks, months, years telling people that they are under threat, that their country has been stolen from them, that they have been betrayed and sold down the river . . . that their problem is they're not sufficiently mad as hell, then at some point, in some place something or someone is going to snap.

It's like when you're on hold and a recorded voice comes on telling you how much the company values you as a customer. Really? Then maybe you should hire some more support people so I don't have to wait thirty minutes to get help.

Ever try to cancel an account with your cell phone company? It's not an inherently complicated act. But many phone companies make it so difficult to do because they have retention goals to hit. They want to make it hard for you to cancel so it's easier for them to hit their numbers.

everybody knew the only thing that made Goss more miserable than pilots was pilots having fun.

Frustration and Love can't exist in the same place at the same time, so get real and start doing what you would rather be doing in life. Love your life. All of it. Even the heavy shit that happened to you when you were 8. All of it was and IS perfect.

Transformation is my favorite game and in my experience, anger and frustration are the result of you not being authentic somewhere in your life or with someone in your life. Being fake about anything creates a block inside of you. Life can't work for you if you don't show up as you.

Art is either a complaint or appeasement.

en eso consiste la vida civilizada: en aprender a convivir de manera razonable con la frustración.