Gail Carriger Quotes

One of my problems is I am getting so mature that I have to pick up a TV and toss it through the coffee table just to remind people of who I am. I want to go ranting and screaming into the grave.

He wanted to hit something or someone. He wanted to burn up the whole world, heal it, and burn it down again.

I honestly have no idea what's going on anymore. I just need to find something I can hit. (Shaun Mason)

If I cry, it's because I'm very angry and I can't do anything about it because I've run into a dead end. That's when the tears would come down.

I used to be angry all the time and at everybody. I would get really violent.

I don't remember what they said, only the fury of their words, how the air turned raw and full of welts. Later it would remind me of birds trapped inside a closed room, flinging themselves against the windows and the walls, against each other.

I am the beast at the end of the rope.

Sometimes it takes all my resolution and power of self-control to refrain from butting my head against the wall. I want to howl and foam at the mouth but I daren't.

God, I felt like hell tonight, tears of rage I cannot fight.

People turn to violence, because they have no other avenue left.

Do I look like I have anything ?" I asked him, in a reasonable voice. He looked as unnerved as the nurse had. He said, "Sorry," and backed away. I took a step after him. I screamed, "I HAVE NOTHING!" And then I said, in a perfectly calm voice, "See, I never had anything to start with.

Go mad, and beat their wives; Plunge (after shocking lives) Razors and carving knives Into their gizzards.

I wanted to kill her and make her eat her fringe. And her knickers.

Destroy yourself, if you don't know!

Do you know what you’ve done?” I asked in a bland tone. Annette gave me an inquiring look. “You’ve gotten on my last nerve.” The table went crashing into her before she could blink, and then my fist found a home in her perfectly arranged hair.

I DON'T CARE!" Harry yelled at them, snatching up a lunascope and throwing it into the fireplace. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH, I'VE SEEN ENOUGH, I WANT OUT, I WANT IT TO END, I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!

That night it felt that somehow by flicking them off the roof, the matches would burn down everything, the sparks from the tips of the flames, torching the world and all the heartbroken people in it.

Mass-murderers are simply people who have had ENOUGH.

Angry men have little to live for when their rage becomes ineffective.

I love smashing stuff.

I don't know, in view of the situation and the act going where it was going, I don't know, the rage did go all over the place. It went to everybody in the room.

Anger is a short madness.

I can't control my frustration.

I was a pretty angry kid, and I got into military history largely as a way to vent my own anger. As I got older it narrowed down to a more specific focus on individual violence. I'm just trying to understand where it came from.