Washington Irving Quotes

Simon drives me crazy. We are still arguing.

There was a lot of stress and assumptions made without me even saying anything, which was very upsetting.

When you get into a fight with your partner or a friend, you usually have some weird, specific thing that you hold on to that you fight about that has nothing to do with what's going on.

Usually in stories there are big problems in the beginning or couples are pulling away, there's a lot of bitterness.

I've done the thing where I stop being communicative, and I've been on the other side where the other person isn't communicating, and I become frustrated.

The trouble with anyone when they're unhappy or in a relationship they recognize is not working but don't know what to do about is that they can't see farther out than that. If the relationship is not working, if what was there isn't there anymore, you have to do something about it.

I don't think there's ever a winner in a feud. It's about emotional pain and an inability to conquer the pain.

My siblings and I kept everything to ourselves, and rather than blowing up in an instant, my family broke apart slowly.

I'm motivated by a bottomless well of anger. It's a joke, but I don't think I don't mean it.

When your outlet is taken away from you, when your catharsis is stripped from you and you don't understand why, and you're so disappointed, and you're so blindsided by it, it hurts.

I hate being in boring fights. It frustrates me.

It’s hard to kiss the lips at night that chew your ass out all day long...

You're killing me here! You are far more dangerous than I am!

galatea was a serious girl. she was pale and looked like tears all over. big ed passed his hand through his hair and said hello. she looked at him steadily. "where have you been? why did you do this to me?" and she gave dean a dirty look; she knew the score. dean paid absolutely no attention; what he wanted now was food; he asked jane if there was anything. the confusion began right there.

why can't you just get out of here and leave me alone?"i bellowed. "i can't!" dylan shouted back,his face twisted with an anger i'd never seen from him. "you can,"i said through gritted teeth."just point your wings that way and flap!

The silence is the worst part of any fight, because it's made up of all the things we wish we could say, if only we had the guts.

Don't ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!

When you're busy blocking out difficult emotions and feelings, you're not going to feel the good stuff, either.

No, you just keep crashing my life. Look—" I said, and Al grunted. "Here it comes," the demon muttered. "Listen. Listen to this, runt. She's going to have a list.

You can pretend everything's fine, but if there's an unhappiness or you're not having sex or you're not communicating or you're made to feel third best in the house and you don't address it and you just try to put on a nice face and a smile, that kind of aggression and anger is going to come out in some sinister way.

I got in an argument with a girlfriend inside of a tent. That's a bad place for an argument, because I tried to walk out, and had to slam the flap.

sometimes I hate you," she said.

No, I am never setting foot in this house again it scares me and makes me sad and I wish you could be a mom whose eyes worked but I don't think you can.

Tiny, the next time that you try to set me up with a girl with a secret boyfriend can you at least INFORM me that she has a secret boyfriend? Also, if you don't call me back within five minutes, I'm going to assume you found a way back to Evanston. Furthermore, you are an asshat. That is all.

I often don't say things out loud, even when I should. I contain and compartmentalize to a disturbing degree: In my belly-basement are hundreds of bottles of rage, despair, fear, but you'd never guess from looking at me.