All Quotes By Tag: Anger

“Love is the only energy I’ve ever used as a writer. I’ve never written out of anger, although anger has informed love.”

“Bad luck with women is a determined man’s road to success. For every affliction, he makes, out of indignation, yet another advancement in order to exceed the man that the woman chose over him. This goes to show that great men are made great because they once learned how to fight the feeling of rejection.”

“Anger is an assertive reaction of the mind to unpleasant stimuli. To change it, open your flood gate of kindness and focus on your compassionate consciousness.”

“Anger comes from insecurity, not from hate or love.”

“The best way to calm anger is with love.”

“Don’t make anger your friend. Make her your enemy, and never see her again.”

“Then Thalia Grace became their leader and started recruiting even more young women to their cause, which grated on Nico – as if Bianca’s death could be forgotten. As if she could be replaced.”

“Patience is the direct antithesis of anger.”

“Anger is a storm of the mind. On its way out, it can destroy every edifice you have built.”

“Anger has its place, but it will not serve you here, the way of the warrior is the way of knowing. Of that knowledge requires you to use anger, then you use anger, but you cannot wrest forth knowledge by losing your temper.”

“What separates us from animals is that we, unlike them, have one additional step between stimulus and action. We have the ability to think before we act.”

“Anger’s like a battery that leaks acid right out of meAnd it starts from the heart ’til it reaches my outer me”

“It is hope–with regard to our careers, our love lives, our children, our politicians, and our planet–that is primarily to blame for angering and embittering us. The incompatibility between the grandeur of our aspirations and the mean reality of our condition generates the violent disappointments which rack our days and etch themselves in lines of acrimony across our faces.”

“Fuck You Poem #45Fuck you in slang and conventional English.Fuck you in lost and neglected lingoes.Fuck you hungry and sated; faded, pock marked, and defaced.Fuck you with orange rind, fennel and anchovy paste.Fuck you with rosemary and thyme, and fried green olives on the side.Fuck you humidly and icily.Fuck you farsightedly and blindly.Fuck you nude and draped in stolen finery.Fuck you while cells divide wildly and birds trill.Thank you for barring me from his bedside while he was ill.Fuck you puce and chartreuse.Fuck you postmodern and prehistoric.Fuck you under the influence of opiun, codeine, laudanum, and paregoric.Fuck every real and imagined country you fancied yourself princess of.Fuck you on feast days and fast days, below and above.Fuck you sleepless and shaking for nineteen nights running.Fuck you ugly and fuck you stunning.Fuck you shipwrecked on the barren island of your bed.Fuck you marching in lockstep in the ranks of the dead.Fuck you at low and high tide.And fuck you astride anyone who has the bad luck to fuck you, in dank hallways, bathrooms, or kitchens.Fuck you in gasps and whispered benedictions.And fuck these curses, however heartfelt and true,that bind me, till I forgive you, to you.”

“Poetry = Anger x Imagination”