Quotes about Frustration
Not every conflict is necessarily neurotic; some amount of conflict is normal and healthy. In a similar sense suffering is not always a pathological phenomenon; rather than being a symptom of neurosis, suffering may well be a human achievement, especially if the suffering grows out of existential frustration.
- Viktor E. Frankl
Never will I wake those echoes, never will I ask for that hospitality again, I vowed as I descended the steps in anger. Still an hour remained before luncheon, and what was one to do?
- Virginia Woolf
That man, she thought, her anger rising in her, never gave; that man took.
- Virginia Woolf
Nothing happens here except that I write and write, and curse and burn.
- Virginia Woolf
Now there is nothing in this world I abominate worse, than to be interrupted in a story...
- Laurence Sterne
I am at the moment deaf in the ears, hoarse in the throat, red in the nose, green in the gills, damp in the eyes, twitchy in the joints and fractious in temper from a most intolerable and oppressive cold.
- Charles Dickens
Skewered through and through with office pens, and bound hand and foot with red tape.
- Charles Dickens
He has gone to the demnition bowwows.
- Charles Dickens
May the Devil carry away these idiots!
- Charles Dickens
but everything in our intercourse did give me pain. Whatever her tone with me happened to be, I could put no trust in it, and build no hope on it; and yet I went on against trust and against hope. Why repeat it a thousand times? So it always was.
- Charles Dickens
He comes here at the peril of his life, for the realization of his fixed idea. In the moment of realization, after all his toil and waiting, you cut the ground from under his feet, destroy his idea, and make his gains worthless to him. Do you see nothing that he might do, under the disappointment?
- Charles Dickens
But it's wonderful,' said Mr. Giles, when he had explained, 'what a man will do, when his blood is up. I should have committed murder—I know I should—if we'd caught one of them rascals.
- Charles Dickens