Jeff Baena Quotes

I hate alarms. If they go off I get really tetchy. I hate them. They just get me going, I'm hyper at the best of times, but they drive me mad.

I'm a very sensitive person by nature. Things move me very easily, like music or videos on Facebook, and I feel for people.

I'm terrible about people wanting to take pictures with me. I'm a giant baby about it. They treat you like a cartoon. There's nothing you can do except make light of it. That's if I'm in the mood - sometimes I get superbummed.

I hate golf.

To strong, susceptible characters, the music of nature is not confined to sweet sounds.

I like to be as positive and as peaceful as possible, but reality says, you know, sometimes you get mad, sometimes you get antsy, sometimes you get aggravated.

I really don't get angry.

It's hard to get me outraged.

All of us have people in our lives who drive us crazy. We've spent hours reliving the unfair, unappreciative, inconsiderate treatment they have inflicted on us. But getting mad at this person makes just about as much sense as getting mad at a chair for being a chair.

Certain things just rub me the wrong way.

If the sound of happy children is grating on your ears, I don't think it's the children who need to be adjusted.

I am more sensitive than other people. Things that other people would not notice awaken a distinct echo in me, and in such moments of lucidity, when I look at myself, I see that I am alone, all alone, all alone.

The idea of hearing, 'Great gig, man,' one more time just turns my stomach over.

We are governed by sympathy; and the extent of our sympathy is determined by that of our sensibility

Reynie's fce fell. 'It's not funny, Kate.' For a moment - a fleeting moment - Kate looked desperately sad. 'Well, of course it's not funny, Reynie Muldoon. But what do you want me to do? Cry?

I know that I don't like being teased.

When your fear touches someone’s pain, it becomes pity, when your love touches someone’s pain, it become compassion.

Why, what a temper you are in!

Goodwin scowled at her cup. "With all due respect, my lord, I hate it when you make sense.

It was scary how much she sounded like me sometimes. Maybe that's why she totally got on my nerves

It's normal at this point for the fear-anger syndrome to take over and make you want to hammer on that side plate with a chisel, to pound it off with a sledge if necessary. You think about it, and the more you think about it the more you're inclined to take the whole machine to a high bridge and drop it off. It's just outrageous that a tiny little slot of a screw can defeat you so totally.

Face flushed, I shook my head and stared at my white-knuckled grip on the bed. Of all my pet peeves, condescending adults were probably at the top of the list.

Too bad the things that make you mad are my favorite things.

You know, I'm normally so sanguine. But... being accused of rushing these two books out to cash in on the Newbery Medal, without access to time travel equipment or anything, just makes me want to bang my forehead gently against a tree for half an hour. Is it too much to ask people to think?

If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that registered earthquakes ten thousand miles away.