Richelle Mead Quotes

Why you don't wanna let him talk? You mad, you maaad, you maaaaad.

Don't turn around. 'Cuz you will get punched in the face. Don't make this worse. You've already gone and got me mad. It's too bad, I'm not sad It's casting over. Just one of those things you'll have to get over it.

Scott, if your life had a face, I would punch it. I would punch your life in the face.

Do you know what you’ve done?” I asked in a bland tone. Annette gave me an inquiring look. “You’ve gotten on my last nerve.” The table went crashing into her before she could blink, and then my fist found a home in her perfectly arranged hair.

I like fighting. I get into rows all the time.

Don’t swear; fight!

I used to be angry all the time and at everybody. I would get really violent.

I was never the person to try and be the centre of attention or to talk a lot. I was always the person who, if you say something, I'd just punch you in your face. For real.

I know if someone talked trash to me, I'd want to kick his butt.

Fighting angry and fighting mad isn't good.

Awash in a flood of hostility and despair, they battled and railed and shattered their bodies on one another, unable to find one strand, one sobering swallow of solace.

Look, bud. I’m trained. Ticked off. And I have a loaded weapon. You should take particular note of the loaded weapon part when annoying me. (Terri)

The problem is people become so angry. And they become so vicious.

You killed my Dad." Any trace of kindness or sympathy vanished from Rixon's eyes. "Well this is awkward.

It was the kind of talk that made me want to break off a limb and take to whacking her and that bunch of hypocrites across the back of the head.

If im lucky, i will never have to see you again. Because if i do, that means we are at war, and id have to hurt you

Leave him alone!" Debbie shouted. "Shut up, please, or I'll kill you," Mr Tiny replied.

I have too much potential for collapse. There's an anonymity that makes people feel safe to participate in hatefulness. I like a good old-fashioned fistfight if people are pissed off at each other. I just feel like if you're really mad and want to have a fight, then put your dukes up.

Ferguson's out of order. He has lost all sense of reality. He is going out looking for a confrontation, then asking the person he is confronting to apologise. He's pushed the cork in a bit far this time.

Violence stinks no matter which side of it you're on. But now and then there's nothing left to do but hit the other person over the head with a frying pan.

The look Anthony shot at his sister was so comically malevolent Simon nearly laughed. He managed to restrain himself, but mostly just because he was fairly certain that any show of humor would cause Anthony's fist to lose its battle with his brain, with Simon's face emerging as the conflict's primary casualty.

Men in rage strike those that wish them best.

In real life, I tend to yell at people a lot. Not because I'm bossy or mean, but because I'm frustrated.

I'll get to the force field of this hostility, why it's there, why the rage is in any of us, why the trash takes place, whether or not it's between me and a couple of hecklers in the audience or between this country and another nation, the rage.

I'm not as impatient as I used to be. I used to hit people if I didn't like what they were saying. Just lash out. 'Bam - shut up! Hahahah!' I was terrible.