Robert Boswell Quotes

Injustice drives me crazy!

On stage, I find anger at the unfairness of the world easily.

I do feel infuriated by the things I perceive to be unfair.

You only have to pick up a paper to see the sort of scams and injustices that are out there. There's a sense that people don't belong and just aren't very happy. They're outraged, in fact, and they're being shafted left, right and centre.

The world is so dreadfully managed, one hardly knows to whom to complain.

I had seen so many injustices done in the court by well-meaning people. I had lost fourteen clients to gang violence in only seven years. I was angry at a system I thought had failed my clients, and I was part of it.

Everybody in America is angry about something.

Anger is wonderful. It keeps you going. I'm angry about bankers. About the government.

It makes me so desperately sad to witness just how unforgivably wretched our world has become.

I try to be outraged by things that other people are just very accepting of, as though they're normal and can't be changed. A lot of what I write about is, 'Hey, you know, this stuff is really awful, and it doesn't need to be, and that's why it's so offensive.' Things should be better.

Anybody whose mind is functioning at all can't be content with the way the world works.

I swear to the Lord I still can't see Why Democracy means Everybody but me.

A minority of malcontents, some justly, some unjustly, angry with the present state of things, will always exist in this world.

The starting point is a passionate anger at something that does not work very well.

Sometimes it's hard to tell which evokes more anger – businesses that know and care about nothing except profits or governments that know and care about nothing except power and paper-pushing. However, anger is not a solution. Anger attempts to shout down problems, and it never works.

I wish this Cursed place [Boston] was burned.

Who gives a fuck if he's lonely and depressed down there in San Clemente? If there were any such thing as true justice in this world, his rancid carcass would be somewhere down around Easter Island right now, in the belly of a hammerhead shark.

I look at the Supreme Court and know why Jesus wept.

People are hurting, and they feel very disengaged and disenfranchised.

Everyone has days where they don't get their way, where you have to go to bed early or you have too much homework to do or you can't eat the candy that you want or you miss your favorite TV show and, in those moments, you just want to tear the whole world down.

I want to understand the anger in the world.

I cannot bear to live where there is so much injustice and I cannot do something about it. What kind of a torturous life is that?

The confusing lesson whipped Frankie's anger into something she had never felt before. It was like an emotional meringue - the airy feeling of loneliness topped with the hard crisp of injustice. Yet its taste was far from sweet.

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It is not actual suffering but the taste of better things which excites people to revolt.