Irate Famous Quotes & Sayings
45 Irate Famous Sayings, Quotes and Quotation.
And power is a game of smoke and mirrors,' said her ladyship, reaching for the wine. 'Oddly enough, Commander Vimes reminds me of that nearly every day. No civil police force could hold out against an irate and resolute population. The trick is not to let them realize that. Yes?— Terry Pratchett
I will have you know I do not lack for masculine admiration. And I know exactly how to sin to keep my virtue intact. There is frottage. There is manual manipulation. There is oral stimulation. Not to mention good old bugg - "— Sherry Thomas
He kissed her. She had no idea how it happened. One moment she was in the middle of her irate speech and he had his back against the door. The next moment her back was against the door, he was kissing her, and she was frozen in shock.
He pulled back slightly. "My God," he murmured. "Did I just do that?
Ugh!" She threw her hands in the air. "No? No? That's your favorite word, isn't it?— Julie Ann Walker
"It's a classic," he told her calmly, his composure only succeeding in making her more irate. "So much simpler than, say, 'ain't gonna happen' or 'not a chance in hell.
The putrid carnal waste dump my skin and hair had become. An irate woman beating me with her placenta would have been more welcome than the copious amount of ... snot gluing my fingers together.— Cecy Robson
Chris frowned and glanced at Melanie just as she peeked at them over her shoulder. He turned back to Bastien, "Oh, hell no. I am NOT spending tens of thousands of dollars to soundproof a room down here so you two can have sex without the vampires hearing you."— Dianne Duvall
Melanie covered her face with a file folder.
Seth crossed his arms over his chest, unable to suppress a smile.
Bastien quirked a brow at the irate human, "You WANT the vampires to hear us?"
"No," Chris sputtered, "I mean, I don't want you having sex! Not while you're both on the clock. Melanie is supposed to be working
"
"She is," Bastien defended her, "LONG hours."
"And YOU are supposed to be serving as guard. Seven vampires live across the hallway. What are you going to do if a couple of them have psychotic breaks and try to escape while you two are having a quickie?"
(Bastien)"Chase them down bare-ass naked and give the human guards and eyeful.
You are utterly incorrect ... How many irate mathematicians are needed to get you to change your mind?— Anonymous
We got latched together and I was hoping you could separate us? (Amanda)— Sherrilyn Kenyon
They were made by your stepfather. Any chance you have a key lying around? (Kyrian)
I guess I shouldn't be surprised. At least this time she's not an Amazon princess with an irate mother demanding parts of your body be removed. Two thousand years later, and you're still getting into unbelievable messes. (Julian)
The two-man crew of the patrol boat does not speak English. Rachel exploits this as best she can, while still dumping life jackets in the water. "What? I don't understand what you're saying? Do you speak English?"— Anna Banks
They confirm in their native tongue that they obviously do not. Rachel must be putting on a theatrical display, because the small boat rocks while she talks. "I don't need these life jackets anymore," she says, in her thickest Italian accent. "The colors are all wrong for me. I mean, look at this orange. Ew, right?"
Galen rolls his eyes. I try not to giggle.
"And this green? Hideous!" she continues.
The men get more irate when she doesn't stop littering their domain. "Hey, what the ... Don't touch me! I have a foot injury, you jerk!"
Galen and I slink below the surface. "We knew that might happen," he says.
He demanded I tell him all I knew. I refused. He threatened me. Still, I refused. He became irate. He screamed. He spat. He threw plates. Overturned tables. He punched his minister of culture.— John Stephens
Well, I'm going to try. Better to practice on somebody else's kid first."— N.M. Silber
"Before what?" he asked, cautiously.
"I was just joking." Suddenly, I felt very defensive.
"You're sure your pill is working, right?"
"Yes! Don't worry, If I ever wanted to have a baby it doesn't have to be with you," I said, sensing rejection and fighting back.
"Well, who in the hell would it be with?" he asked, sounding irate.
"I don't know. I don't have a crystal ball."
"I've got news for you, Lilith. If you're going to be bearing anyone's children, they'll be mine," he said heatedly. Suddenly, the baby started crying.
"Now look what you did," I chastised. "You made him cry."
"I didn't make him cry. A shitty diaper made him cry. Now you want to take this on, I'll take it on with you. Bring him over here," Adam demanded, storming off with the diaper bag.
Contributing to the difference in my attitude was the fact that my rage had begun to bore me, and my long whiny tale of woe had become tedious even to my own ears. As much fun as I'd had being irate, the drama had become repetitive. I could probably still wring sympathy from a stranger, but the recital had taken on a certain rote quality that lacked energy and conviction.— Sue Grafton
Inoue was standing at the point of a spear composed of irate Japanese geeks, and he was pleased to see that the principal reaction on her face was a fizzing, imperious outrage.— Nick Harkaway
You're just pissed off. And when you're pissed off, you lash out.— Dennis Lehane
When she left for a third time and returned with a giant box, I started to get irate. "What is this?" I demanded, taking it from her. It felt like it had bricks in it.— Richelle Mead
"Grandmother needs you to carry some things," Paul told me.
"Yes," I said through gritted teeth. "I sort of figured that out fifty pounds ago.
The beaver dam had been constructed on the ruins of a man-made one, built by the CCC back in the thirties and later dynamited by an irate Finn who'd objected to the government's meddling with nature.— Philip Caputo
My girl, always hated frogs," Jackie stated when she'd controlled her hilarity.— Kristen Ashley
"That's right, Mom," Feb leveled her irate eyes at her mother, "I'm a girl therefore I hate frogs. I'd get kicked out of the girl club if I didn't.
Katsa has wondered if a person could ever build wings to fly with."— Kristin Cashore
"What do you mean, to fly with?" said Bitterblue, suddenly irate.
"You know what I mean."
"You'll only encourage her to believe it can be done."
"I have no doubt it can be done."
"To what purpose?" snapped Bitterblue.
Po's eyebrows rose. "Flying would be its own purpose, Cousin. Don't worry, no one would ever expect the queen to do it."
No, I'll be left with the honor of planning the funerals.
I think we should take Iraq and Iran and combine them into one country and call it Irate. All the pissed off people live in one place and get it over with.— Denis Leary
He also loved the city itself. Coming to and leaving Cousin Joe's, he would gorge himself on hot dogs and cafeteria pie, price cigarette lighters and snap-brim hats in store windows, follow the pushboys with their rustling racks of furs and trousers. There were sailors and prizefighters; there were bums, sad and menacing, and ladies in piped jackets with dogs in their handbags. Tommy would feel the sidewalks hum and shudder as the trains rolled past beneath him. He heard men swearing and singing opera. On a sunny day, his peripheral vision would be spangled with light winking off the chrome headlights of taxicabs, the buckles on ladies' shoes, the badges of policemen, the handles of pushcart lunch-wagons, the bulldog ornaments on the hoods of irate moving vans. This was Gotham City, Empire City, Metropolis. Its skies and rooftops were alive with men in capes and costumes, on the lookout for wrongdoers, saboteurs, and Communists. Tommy— Michael Chabon
Some people know they are condemned; some have time to pray, and others die struggling and screaming, fighting to their last breath. An irate killer stamps in to the tribunal - "Use your heads, give us a bloody chance, can't you? We can't keep up." So the prisoners are waved away airily by their judges - "Go, you're free." Outside the door a steady man waits to fell them. Freedom is the last thing they know.— Hilary Mantel
But her tears wouldn't come. And right now, more than anything, she wanted to bellow her rage like an irate newborn forced to leave its mother's womb, loud and lusty enough to echo downstairs. Let them hear the sound of her heart breaking.— Kate Breslin
But all she heard was the roaring in her ears, the rasping of her own breath.
The chronic kicker, even the most violent critic, will frequently soften and be subdued in the presence of a patient, sympathetic listener - a listener who will be silent while the irate fault-finder dilates like a king cobra and spews the poison out of his system.— Dale Carnegie
He showed videotape of himself committing acts of self-violence and informing news crews that he had been assaulted by a marauding mob of irate art historians.— Johnny Rich
Amelia furrowed her brow and said adamantly. "I'm not staying here tonight. No way!"— Linda Weaver Clarke
Rick cleared his throat and was about to tell her there was no other hotel in town. They had no choice but to stay here. After a moment, he thought better of it. He made it his goal to never argue with an irate woman. If he had anything to say, it was better to wait until she was calm. He knew that much about women.
When Rick was old enough to date, his father had warned him: "Any man who is not afraid of a woman's wrath is a fool. Wait until she's calmed down before talking with her."
Rick gave a curt nod. He thought it best to do as his father had warned.
It does not take a majority to prevail ... but rather an irate, tireless minority, keen on setting brushfires of freedom in the minds of men.— Samuel Adams
We had a majority in 1990, 1994, 1996, we lost it every time. You know why? Because we compromised ... We don't need a majority. We need an irate, tireless minority. We need people who are just going to stand for the truth.— Matt Shea
McLarney laughs, then leaps into the parable of Snot Boogie, who joined the neighborhood crap game, waited for the pot to thicken, then grabbed the cash and bolted down the street only to be shot dead by one of the irate players.— David Simon
"So we're interviewing the witnesses down at the office and they're saying how Snot Boogie would always join the crap game, then run away with the pot, and that they'd finally gotten sick of it ... "
Dave Brown drives in silence, barely tracking this historical digression.
"And I asked one of them, you know, I asked him why they even let Snot Boogie into the game if he always tried to run away with the money."
McLarney pauses for effect.
"And?" asks Brown.
"He just looked at me real bizarre," says McLarney. "And then he says, 'you gotta let him play ... This is America
A man like Dmitry was never irate. His coldness was only reflected in the manner in which he destroyed.— Latrivia S. Nelson
Sir Alec Douglas-Home, when he was British Foreign Secretary, said he received the following telegram from an irate citizen: "To hell with you. Offensive letter follows."— William Safire
Sighing, he rubbed his forehead, leaving a smear of black ash. "I've temporally blocked the collective because I can't answer that many calls at once, but pretty soon, I'm going to be entertaining. Lots and lots of irate, angry demons in my tiny little living room. It will be embarrassing. My reputation will be utterly ruined. I don't have enough chairs," he finished nlightly, turning his lip in and chewing on it. (Al)— Kim Harrison
It does not require a majority to prevail, but rather an irate, tireless minority keen to set brush fires in people's minds.— Samuel Adams
Realizing that Abigail - given that she'd had relatively no sleep the night before - was in no state to deal with an irate daughter, Lucetta did the only thing she could think of. She drew in a deep breath, closed her eyes, then summoned up every acting ability she had at her disposal, right before she released a moan and dropped to the ground.— Jen Turano
What the hell was that out there?" he fumed at me, but was still definitely turned on, his hard-on digging into me, making my own body go to war with my head."None of your business, that's what it was.""Are you fucking him?""None of your business!"He made a low, irate sound under his breath and tugged on my arms. "Considering I want to fuck you, it is my business. And considering you definitely want to be fucked by me, I think it's in your best interest to answer me."— Samantha Young
- On Dublin Street
It is in the ordinary events of every day that we develop the proactive capacity to handle the extraordinary pressures of life. It's how we make and keep commitments, how we handle a traffic jam, how we respond to an irate customer or a disobedient child. It's how we view our problems and where we focus our energies. It's the language we use.— Stephen Covey
I pinch the sentence's butt with my other hand and tug it from my skin like a leech, smack it back on the page and clamp the book shut. Part of it's hanging out, and it waves jerkily at me with what appears to be blatant hostility. I stick the book back on the upside-down shelf over my head, pissed off sentence first, counting on the gluey base to hold it in. All I need is a badly mangled, irate sentence stalking me.— Karen Marie Moning
Well, she kinda sorta has a few dozen plans on getting out of the city." Quiet descended. The Protectors had something similar. Only they limited escape routes to five. Apparently little Victoria was hugely paranoid. "Fine," Wren huffed. "She has fifty-two and a half."— Celia Kyle
Liam had to bust in then. This was getting too good not to participate. "Fifty-two and a half?" He pushed away from the wall and flopped into a chair across from the irate woman.
"Well, fifty-two complete routes and the half is more of a 'run around in a circle and scream because she's totally fucked in a bad way' plan. Somehow it involves the Goodyear blimp and Jolly Ranchers." The woman grimaced, and he couldn't restrain his wide smile.
SLAP! I saw a bright flash in front of my eyes, 'Don't you try and be a fucking smart arse in here, Holland, this is Partick cop shop you're in,' the irate copper retorted.— Stephen Richards
'So fuck,' I snapped.
In any case I just cannot imagine attaching so much importance to any food or treat that I would grow irate or bitter at the mention of the suffering of animals. A pig to me will always seem more important than a pork rind. There is the risk here of confusing realism with cynicism, moral stoicism with moral sloth, of letting oneself become jaded and lazy and self-satisfied— Matthew Scully
what used to be called an 'appetitive' person.
He looked like he might break out into an irate merengue any minute. Patrick Swayze reincarnated.— Kate Meader
Flip-flopping is kind of an easy thing to identify. During a recent convention, we heard an irate Senator make an angry speech declaring that it is not what you say but, rather, what you do that counts. You flip-flop when you make promises and fail to fulfill them.— Frank Lautenberg
Tell your children your mother was a woman who, with all her multitude of shortcomings, was more ferocious than kind, more contentious than agreeable, more irate than placid; but who cherished her family above all else.— Kathleen Kent
Who the fuck are you? Davy, were you on a fucking date?" Kurt wasn't sure how to express the anger coursing through him without an assault charge, and even though the asshole was no longer kissing or touching Davy, he was getting more irate.— K.C. Burn
"What the fuck Kurt?"
Ripping his mouth away, Davy panted. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"Kissing you." Or perhaps devouring.
"What makes it okay for you to kiss me and not Andrew?" The words weren't a simple question, but a sneering mockery. Kurt's anger returned full force and his hands moved to Davy's hair, yanking his mouth back within easy reach. "You're mine," he snarled before shoving his tongue back in Davy's mouth.
About the time he threatened her nose with his finger, Peaseblossom lost her grip on the situation with the boys. The door crashed open, and three irate fairies launched themselves at the Stage Manager. Cobweb and Moth pelted him with sequins while Mustardseed rammed beads into his ears.— Lisa Mantchev
"Dance!" they commanded, and dance he did, hopping with impotent anger and pain from one foot to the other as he batted his meaty hands at them.
Politeness does not prevent a person from feeling angry or upset or hurt. What it does is delay the expression of the feeling. Manners counteract the rush to judgement. They allow a few moments for more information to emerge, for the ire to reduce slightly before doing anything decisive. The delay built into politeness allows you time to determine the true facts. It provides space to understand the issue behind the anger. If you knew more, you might not be so irate.— The School Of Life
Why would someone request that their toenails be painted at a podiatrist's? Hot pink, even. We are not a salon. When I told the guy that, he got really irate and left.— Lindy Zart
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