Richelle Mead Quotes

Honestly, I'm so sick of myself.

How I hate everything!

If I weren't already dead, I'd have to kill myself just so I could roll over in my grave.

There were a coupla times when I had had it. And when I'm pushed to the limit, I scream.

If I hear the word 'perky' again, I'll puke.

The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation.

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.

If you're writing about angry people, you use the language of anger. If you're writing about desperate people, you use the language of desperation.

I was very bitter, frustrated, hurt, angry - I went through all types of emotions when I first was out of the WNBA.

I guess lyrically they're similar because they're talking about escaping the kind of misery that likes company. 'The Last One Alive,' for me, is very simple. It's just about alienation, really, that causes anger.

The Cardinal is at his wit's end - it is true that he had not far to go.

I have just gotten to the point where I have been very, very disgusted with the fact that nothing is going on down there.

I wish this Cursed place [Boston] was burned.

I'm so sick of Betty White.

Never boo or hiss at my rallies. That is for people with no hope.

My character in 'La Haine,' he's not bad; he's unhappy, and usually, people are like that. Most of us are angry.

When I was younger, I wasn't making it, and I was mad at everybody who was.

Feeling alone makes negative feelings worse. When you feel alone, frustration quickly can become anger, fear quickly can become panic.

There's a kind of despair about whether art can really do anything, but you have to incorporate that despair into the way you work. I try to soak my work in my sense of futility and fury.

I've given up trying to reason with people who despise me.

Africa is God's country, and He can have it.

Most of the world was mad. And the part that wasn't mad was angry. And the part that wasn't mad or angry was just stupid. I had no chance. I had no choice. Just hang on and wait for the end. It was hard work. It was the hardest work imaginable.

I am worried that Americans I have met on my journey across the country, seem very hopeless and are feeling powerless to make change and are feeling passive. I'm not blaming them. But one thing we need at a time like this is for people to feel empowered and angry.

But you think that it is time for me to have done with the world, and so I would if I could get into a better before I was called into the best, and not die here in a rage, like a poisoned rat in a hole.