Quotes about Frustration

Neither Gauguin nor Bernard has written again. I think that Gauguin doesn't care a damn about it, because it isn't going to be done at once, and I for my part, seeing that Gauguin has managed to muddle along by himself for six months, am ceasing to believe in the urgent necessity of helping him.

Few things exasperate a child more than inconsistency. Pity the horse that has a rider who gives it mixed signals, digging his heels into its side and pulling the reins at the same time. Even more, pity the child who has the rules changed by a capricious father, and who is always exasperated because of the conflicting messages he receives.

Am I mad about Deflategate? I feel like I'm on ESPN with that question... Yeah, yeah, I'm kind of mad.

When language fails, violence becomes a language; I never had that feeling.

as soon as you eat the fruit and hit guilt, shame, frustration, the Enemy changes roles. He shifts from being the enticer and promiser to becoming the accuser and the condemner.

Ours is a world where people don't know what they want and are willing to go through hell to get it. —DON MARQUIS

I told her how frustrating it is to be a Christian in America, and how frustrated I am with not only the church's failures concerning human rights, but also my personal failure to contribute to the solution.

Advertisers personify the problems their customers face in order to capture their imagination and give their frustrations a focal point.

Empathetic statements start with words like, "We understand how it feels to..." or "Nobody should have to experience..." or "Like you, we are frustrated by..." or, in the case of one Toyota commercial inviting Toyota owners to engage their local Toyota service center, simply, "We care about your Toyota".

I wanted to stand up and shout that this was unfair, but loud voices were not permitted in the library.

Evaluation eliminates frustration. We should also evaluate unrealistic expectations. Unrealistic expectations become unmet expectations. And unmet expectations are like kindling wood-it only takes but a spark of frustration to set them ablaze and burn those involved.

And that's when I just want to lie down on the floor in a very dramatic way and loudly declare, "BUT I AM NOT JESUS!!" Ugh. However, as hard as this seems, I think it's harder to keep letting circumstances and complicated people kidnap my peace.