#bitterness

Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean. ↗

— Maya Angelou

#bitterness #burns #cancer #clean #eats

I wish I could undo what I did at Enron but I can't. I understand that I deserve punishment. Your honor, I accept the prison sentence that you are about to impose and will serve it without bitterness. ↗

— Andrew Fastow

#accept #bitterness #could #deserve #did

Our national history has so often filled us with bitterness and the feeling of helplessness. ↗

— Lech Walesa

#feeling #filled #helplessness #history #national

It is hope--with regard to our careers, our love lives, our children, our politicians, and our planet--that is primarily to blame for angering and embittering us. The incompatibility between the grandeur of our aspirations and the mean reality of our condition generates the violent disappointments which rack our days and etch themselves in lines of acrimony across our faces. ↗

— Alain de Botton

#aspirations #bitterness #disappointments #hope #life

Here’s a question every angry man and woman needs to consider: How long are you going to allow people you don’t even like — people who are no longer in your life, maybe even people who aren’t even alive anymore — to control your life? How long? ↗

— Andy Stanley

#bitterness #forgiveness #resentment #anger

Acid filled Sara’s mouth. It wasn’t fair. That’s what Sara wanted to say. To scream at the top of her lungs. It just wasn’t fair. Lena wasn’t strong. She would bend, not break. She would recover from this tragedy the same easy way she recovered from every other tragedy before. Even if she lost Jared, Lena would always know what it felt like to have his child growing inside of her. She could always hold her baby’s hand and think of holding Jared’s. She could see her child laugh and learn and grow and play sports and do school projects and graduate from college and Lena would always, always remember her husband. She would see Jared in her grandchildren and great-grandchildren. On her deathbed, she would find peace in the knowledge that they had made something beautiful together. That even in death, they would both go on living. “Sara,” Faith said. “What’s happening here?” Sara wiped her eyes, angry that she was back in the same dark place she’d started at this morning. “Why does everything come so damn easy to her?” She struggled to speak. Her throat clenched around every word that wanted to come out of her mouth. “Everything just opens up, and she always walks through unscathed and—” Sara had to stop for breath. “It’s just so easy for her. She always has it so goddamn easy. ↗

— Karin Slaughter

#jealousy #women-helping-women #beauty

To expect too much is to have a sentimental view of life and this is a softness that ends in bitterness. ↗

— Flannery O'Connor

#ends #expect #life #much #sentimental

Not too much, though there's a certain amount of rancour and bitterness when someone tries to fire you. ↗

— Donald Sutherland

#bitterness #certain #fire #much #someone

The fiercest anger of all, the most incurable, Is that which rages in the place of dearest love. ↗

— Euripides

#bitterness #love #anger

Theology isn't what drove them to their...theology." author writes on dealing with the embittering experience of those who protect a wounded place with abstract arguments. ↗

— Andy Stanley

#bitterness #theology #experience