bitterness

The rain fluctuates between drizzle and torrential. It messes with your mind. It makes you think things will always be like this, never getting better, always letting you down right when you though the worst was over.

Like all bitter men, Flint knew less than half the story and was more interested in unloading his own peppery feelings than in learning the truth.

It means that the lack of knowledge is the foundation for all life failures, destruction, depression, difficulties, hatred, bitterness, envy, etc.

Part of the problem with the word 'disabilities' is that it immediately suggests an inability to see or hear or walk or do other things that many of us take for granted. But what of people who can't feel? Or talk about their feelings? Or manage their feelings in constructive ways? What of people who aren't able to form close and strong relationships? And people who cannot find fulfillment in their lives, or those who have lost hope, who live in disappointment and bitterness and find in life no joy, no love? These, it seems to me, are the real disabilities.

I've purged myself of bitterness and anger and remained open to love.

Books are in no hurry. An act of creation is in no hurry; it reads us, it privileges us infinitely. The notion that it is the occasion for our cleverness fills me with baffled bitterness and anger.

There's a lot of bitterness, there's a lot of anger out there. We all have to work hard to heal those wounds.

Those who cannot work with their hearts achieve but a hollow, half-hearted success that breeds bitterness all around.

Beauty, more than bitterness, makes the heart break.

I realize that patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone.

It is only hope which is real, and reality is a bitterness and a deceit.

Bitterness is the cancer of bones.

If you__e not angry, you__e either a stone, or you__e too sick to be angry. You should be angry. You must not be bitter. Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. It doesn__ do anything to the object of its displeasure. So use that anger, yes. You write it. You paint it. You dance it. You march it. You vote it. You do everything about it. You talk it. Never stop talking it.

Beaten armies always shout, "TREASON!

Bitterness imprisons life love releases it.

Jack laughed behind him, a mirthless sound from a man who had been on the wrong end of life's ironies too many times.

The easiest way to get rid of bitterness is to spit it out. The easiest way to forget something noxious is to flush it. The easiest way to move on is to erase everything, and I do mean everything.

I briefly consider keying her precious BMW, but quite frankly, I don't have the energy to go all Carrie Underwood on her ass. I still have over an hour drive ahead of me. -Jackson 'Blame It on the Pain