Jeaniene Frost Quotes

Violence and chaos were an ever-present part of the world that I grew up in. And unfortunately, it wasn't just in my family. Sometimes, you'd see, you know, Mom fighting with one of her boyfriends. But a lot of times, you'd see people exploding on each other in a local restaurant or on the street.

… a major threat to regional stability.

I don't know what is to be done. This isn't war.

War is unsettling.

I’m going to be beaten and unless some change takes place, badly beaten.

War is never a good environment in which to run.

Many today feel troubled and distressed; many feel that, at any moment, the ships of their lives could capsize or sink.

Libya is a huge disaster.

When I was a little girl, my family was extremely close, loving and really happy, and then overnight, things just became a nightmare, and instead of them becoming a nightmare and getting better, they became a nightmare and just kept getting worse.

Britain is perceived as a laughing stock and a mess. It's a very scary and divided place.

That's the thing about abuse - it can make the victim feel an overwhelming sense of shame, a shame so disabling that one suffers in silence.

I come from a place of lots of turmoil.

I went through child abuse, and I also went through abuse with dating a couple of boyfriends in high school. I also have gone through a divorce.

The world is a mess.

Punch a man on the nose, kick an old man downstairs, shoot somebody or any old thing like that, that’s my job. But argue with women in love—no thank you!

That is my being, the madness of an unaccustomed mood.

Now let's try to understand that falling into sexual and emotional thrall with an underage blood relative hadn't exactly been on my list of Things to Do while visiting England,but I was coming around to the belief that whether you liked it or not, Things Happen and once they start happening you pretty much just have to hold on for dear life and see where they drop you when they stop.

An abusive relationship should be easy to identify though often one of the most difficult to end.

I left the clinic in a daze that had nothing to do with my head injury. Clear up in a week or so? How could Dr. Olendzki speak so lightly about this? I was going to look like a mutant for Christmas and most of the ski trip. I had a black eye. A freaking black eye. And my mother had given it to me.

Everyday life is a disaster, and disaster can liberate us.

Nick shook his head and found to his surprise that he did have tears left after all. He wasn't surprised by a talking cat. The world was crumbling around him and anything could happen.

I came from an extraordinarily dysfunctional family, full of abuse and alcoholism. And eventually everyone within the family had committed suicide.

My mother moves so fast I do not even see it coming. But she slaps my face hard enough to make my head snap backward. She leaves a print that stains me long after it’s faded. Just so you know: shame is five-fingered.

Arguments could fill a marriage like water, running through everything, always, with no taste or color but lots of noise.

After a war life catches desperately at passing hints of normalcy like vines entwining a hollow twig.