The fear really hits you. That's what you feel first. And then it's the anger and frustration. Part of the problem is how little we understand about the ultimate betrayal of the body when it rebels against itself.

I guess I look like a rock quarry that someone has dynamited.

I felt along with her - not the physical pain, of course, but all her mental anguish. You can't be detached. She needed to have someone who understood what was happening in her mind.

I wouldn't tell Jill how I felt. I behaved in such a way that was opposite to how I felt. I must have seemed strong to her. I didn't want to bring her down.

I look like a quarry someone has dynamited.

Part of the problem is how little we understand about the ultimate betrayal of the body when it rebels against itself. You always worry about charlatans. We found that specialists did not know as much as we thought.

Audiences like to see the bad guys get their comeuppance.

We found that specialists did not know as much as we thought. So, you think maybe there are other answers. There are not but if you belief something will help you it probably will: it will help, not cure.

I don't look like someone who leans on a mantelpiece with a cocktail in my hand, you know.

The fear really hits you. That's what you feel first. And then it's the anger and frustration. Part of the problem is how little we understand about the ultimate betrayal of the body when it rebels against itself.

I look like the kind of guy who has a bottle of beer in my hand.

I don't have friends, I have thousands of acquaintances. No friends. I figured I had a wife and children.

Maybe I'm too masculine. Casting directors cast in their own, or an idealized image. Maybe I don't look like anybody's ideal.

What kind of man would I have been if I had not been there to help her? I felt along with her - not the physical pain, of course, but all her mental anguish. You can't be detached.

I know, to banish anger altogether from one's breast is a difficult task. It cannot be achieved through pure personal effort. It can be done only by God's grace.

Anger is a momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.

There is an element of anger among women who've been raped. There's certainly a major element of humiliation. But it really does seem like a medical condition of shock and horror.

Wise anger is like fire from a flint: there is great ado to get it out; and when it does come, it is out again immediately.

The anger that appears to be building up between the sexes becomes more virulent with every day that passes. And far from women taking the blame... the fact is that men are invariably portrayed as the bad guys. Being a good man is like being a good Nazi.

I'm an angry person, angrier than most people would imagine, I get flashes of anger. What works for me is working out when it's useful to use that anger.

Expressing anger is a form of public littering.

Anger makes dull men witty, but it keeps them poor.

Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger.

Anger cannot be dishonest.

The voice of the intelligence is drowned out by the roar of fear. It is ignored by the voice of desire. It is contradicted by the voice of shame. It is biased by hate and extinguished by anger. Most of all it is silenced by ignorance.

When we can lay down our fear and anger and choose responses other than aggression, we create the conditions for bringing out the best in us humans.

I had a lot of anger inside me and that came out at times that were not particularly advantageous to me career-wise.

A lot of my humor does come from anger. It's like, you're not gonna pull one over on me - which is pretty much my motto anyways.

I really believe that all of us have a lot of darkness in our souls. Anger, rage, fear, sadness. I don't think that's only reserved for people who have horrible upbringings. I think it really exists and is part of the human condition. I think in the course of your life you figure out ways to deal with that.

I have not lost faith in God. I have moments of anger and protest. Sometimes I've been closer to him for that reason.

I love each and every one of you but, like my own family, you thrill, you frustrate, you anger.

Anger is an expensive luxury in which only men of certain income can indulge.

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 don't play pyrotechnic scales. I play about frustration, patience, anger. Music is an extension of my soul.

Genuine forgiveness does not deny anger but faces it head-on.

When anger rises, think of the consequences.

Anger is a great force. If you control it, it can be transmuted into a power which can move the whole world.

In the final analysis, the incident is seen as originating from an emotional expression of the frustration and anger of the proud people of China who had been subject to ever increasing oppression from without and decadent corruption from within.

The world in general doesn't know what to make of originality; it is startled out of its comfortable habits of thought, and its first reaction is one of anger.

I was very fortunate to play sports. All the anger in me went out. I had to do what I had to do. If you stay angry all the time, then you really don't have a good life.

Growing up in a particular neighborhood, growing up in a working-class family, not having much money, all of those things fire you and can give you an edge, can give you an anger.

Hurt leads to bitterness, bitterness to anger, travel too far that road and the way is lost.

My anger with the US was not at first, that they had used that weapon - although that anger came later.

I am ready to accept all accusations, allegations, anger - but I have to succeed.

There is not in nature, a thing that makes man so deformed, so beastly, as doth intemperate anger.

With Stacy, it was interesting because you know he was within all this chaos, all these different lives that were so broken and so much anger and so much frustration and their skating came out of that, their different styles came out of that.

The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.

Anger is implanted in us as sort of sting, to make us gnash with our teeth against the devil, to make us vehement against him, not to set us in array against each other.

Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.