Nora Roberts Quotes

I have a lot of aggression in me that needs to come out in a not-very-precise or articulate way.

Music itself isn't enough to completely wear down my stash of anger. And I don't have all that much more to be angry about than anyone else. It's not like I was abused as a kid or anything. I had a pretty comfortable childhood with parents who took good care of me. But resentment exists, and some of it goes into the music. Some of it goes into physical activity.

Im okay Im okay now. But you really need to listen to me 'cause im telling you the truth I mean this im okay Trust me... Im not okay ...Well okay im not okay. Im not o-f cking-kay

It's not foreign for me to be talking about my problems in circles.

I guess I probably make violent films partly because I can't express my anger in my real life very well.

Boxing gave me a voice to express the anger I felt for where I came from.

Sometimes, I have played something that psychologically sticks with me, that's opposite of where I am. I guess I have a lot of anger in me.

As long as I could sing my songs, I wasn't as angry about what had happened, about being shoved back for this or shoved back for the other.

I'm almost always trying to be funny, even when I'm on my own. I think it's the desire to channel my anger and frustration into something more positive than sitting at home being unpleasant.

I'm yelling in my mind as I write a tweet.

Sometimes I just want to sit in my boxer shorts and cry. That's what being a human is.

I had a lot of frustrations, and I was drinking far too much, and I was just trying to survive and this is what came out of it.

Learn, he says, that there will be hours, days and months ahead of feeling absolutely terrible and nothing can change that; neither new girlfriends, health professionals, changes of diet, dope, humility, or God.

What a weary time those years were -- to have the desire and the need to live but not the ability.

I'm really quite bipolar, and the depressed times, when everything felt like night, sometimes you get to such a low point that you physically beat at it until it bleeds - as you would say - bleeds till sunshine. You get to a point where you say, 'I will not take it anymore! I'm gonna do something drastic if I stay this depressed. I've got to break out of there!'

I couldn't tell you why she felt that way but she felt it everyday. I couldn't help her; I just watched her make the same mistakes again.

I'd be smiling if I wasn't so desperate. I'd be patient if I had the time.

He had known several men who blew their heads off, and he had pondered it much. It seemed to him it was probably because they could not take enough happiness just from the sky and the moon to carry them over the low feelings that came to all men.

No one to hear, you might as well scream.

My mouth opened. It happened. Yes, with my head thrown into the sky, I started howling. Arms stretched out next to me, I howled, and everything came out of me. Visions pored up my throat and past voices surrounded me. The sky listened. The city didn't. I didn't care. All I cared about was that I was howling so that I could hear my voice and so I would remember that the boy had intensity and something to offer. I howled, oh, so loud and desperate, telling a world that I was here and I wouldn't lie down.

Do I look like I have anything ?" I asked him, in a reasonable voice. He looked as unnerved as the nurse had. He said, "Sorry," and backed away. I took a step after him. I screamed, "I HAVE NOTHING!" And then I said, in a perfectly calm voice, "See, I never had anything to start with.

I forgive you," I said. I said what I had to. I would die by pieces to save myself from real death.

I'm losing control."-Brittany Mamacita, I've already lost it."-Alex

Sometimes I wish I knew how to go crazy. I forget how.