Ursula K. Le Guin Quotes

I was banned when I feel I was at my peak, and anyone in my shoes would feel the same way I did and would also have gone through the whole range of emotions that I did.

There were moments when I hated everybody I came across, innocent or guilty, and looked at them as thieves who were robbing me of my life with impunity. The most unbearable misfortune is when you yourself become unjust, malignant, vile; you realize it, you even reproach yourself - but you just can't help it.

It is typical of women to fester and ferment over disappointments, slights, annoyances, angers, etc.

Anger tears me up inside... My own... or anyone else's.

Still, I hate them. But, of course, I hate almost everybody now. Myself more than anyone.

I think with any sort of rejection, you're angry that you weren't enough for that person. So I don't know if I'm angry at myself for not being enough, or if I'm angry at him for not considering me to be enough.

Anger and hate against one we love steels our hearts, but contempt or pity leaves us silent and ashamed.

Now when you hates you shrinks up inside and gets littler and you squeezes your heart tight and you stays so mad with peoples you feels sick all the time like you needs the doctor.

I've pent up all my aggression, kept swallowing it and swallowing it.

Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed.

I was an angry kid.

I am too weary to listen, too angry to hear.

I think, often, when you are in just a lot of pain, it comes out as anger.

An angry father is most cruel towards himself.

Anger is energising. The opposite of anger is depression, which is anger turned inward.

How much more grievous are the consequences of anger than the causes of it.

It's been so long since I've let myself feel anger that I don't just feel it. It covers my mouth and I swallow it down, the taste sharp and metal as though I'm gnawing through foilware.

I wish you wusses would stop whining about your unhappiness. I'm really fed up with it. Pour yourself a scotch and pull yourself together. Go out and shoot something!

The only person we'll hate more than each other is ourselves.

When you're the strong one, people don't give you permission to hurt.

My feelings - as usual - we will slaughter them all.

To one's enemies: "I hate myself more than you ever could.

Now I am silent, hate Up to my neck, Thick, thick. I do not speak.

Heat flushed Chauncey's neck; it took all his energy to curl his hands into two weak fists. He laughed at himself, but there was no humor. He had no idea how, but the boy was inflicting the nausea and weakness inside him. It would not lift until he took the oath. He would say what he had to, but he swore in his heart he would destroy the boy for this humiliation.

I am angry that I starved my brain and that I sat shivering in my bed at night instead of dancing or reading poetry or eating ice cream or kissing a boy.