Angst Quotes

Sometimes, in my world where parents hated one another and school was a battleground, it sucked to be me.

Yes. I rememb

I could be the ceaseless mist that fogs your colourless eyes when you're lost in your universes.

Not your distress. Never that. I loved— I loved being there. Next to you. The pile of limbs that was Us. Together in the same bed. Even if it meant waking up with a few new bruises.

A jagged stone existed where her heart had been.

They had lied, those who had extolled the virtues of love—its pleasures, its sublimity—those who had told her that it was beautiful and worthwhile.There was nothing beautiful abo

I've even purposely looked for stories full of exactly this kind of angst, because I love the emotion behind it so much.

Jack: "..You were the on­ly one I saw when I closed my eyes"Lexi: "Then why wasn't I enough when they were open?

Words have power, and sometimes, they stay withyou for life. It’s up to you to allow those words to define who you become.

You fault me for having standards?' Sebastian countered icily.'Not at all. I fault you for having two sets of them.'~ Sebastian, Lord St. Vincent & Cam Rohan.

I am hell with a knife and there is nothing I can really do about it but try and keep my mouth shut and try not to let it show.

Either way, he was always staring into a bottomless pit, or into a whirlpool that forever sucked him inexorably inward to its vortex.

You are a soldier. A fighter. And now you must fight. Not for the emperor, not for France . . . but for yourself.

Tasting what could have been—what should have been—didn't make it easier.

A united front announcing a split.

I wondered if hurdlers ever thought, you know, "This would go faster if we just got rid of the hurdles.

Jack, I think I'm having a mid-life crisis. Oh Mom, you're way too old to be having a mid-life crisis.

If you needed revenge, you’ve got it. Every minute that I’m with you knowing that you’re not mine is like hydrochloric acid in a razor cut.

It is the trivial little facts about anything that describe it the most effectively.

Damn it! Are you so stupid you don't know what I'm going to do to you?"Her eyes bore into his without flinching. "Are you so stupid you haven't figured out yet that it doesn't matter?

Together, they at once dodged those parts of themselves and magnified them, making for enigmatic harmony and anarchy.

If he would see me again, I would die happy. In the meantime, I was merely dying.

Maybe he would see me as weak and stupid. Maybe he was right.

I was free, free from all the distress and angst i felt before. Her red string of fate was tied to someone else and my thread was broken.

Somebody's got to win this war, right?

I was born into chaos. I didn’t know what peace felt like.

And scars will lighten, they'll pale unless you keep rubbing at them...wait long enough, they'll fade.

No matter where I went, where I’ve gone, what I’ve seen and what I’ve done…you have never not been wit’ me. You’ve always been my home.

She personified her name in everything she did. Even when we would row, her words were deftly chosen and spoken rather like an intricate dance. And I so loved to dance with her.

I tried very hard not to ponder the horrible irony that I was too ugly to love, and too ugly not to violate.

I had choosen the path of the black sheep rather than that of the unicorns and puppies.

Chrystle? I'm back!" I refused to say that I was home because Cassie was my home. But I'd lost that, and her, forever, so I'd never truly be home again.

Ricky was a young boy, he had a heart of stone./Tequila in his heartbeat, his veins burned gasoline./18 and life you got it.

Obama's stern demeanor punctuated by intermittent flashes of his wide, relaxing smile is his greatest weapon in defusing pent-up angst.