The past is a distraction, a source of envy, enmity, bitterness. Only the present matters, for only in the present can we shape the future. Cut loose the past; it is dead weight. Let the Extirpation continue. Let it never end.
The Land of Civilian was a dry bitter place where you sat in your car staring at drawn curtains and closed doors for hours on end, and where everything was a big, freaking secret.
A long while yet will you keep that great mother's grief. But it will turn in the end into quiet joy, and your bitter tears will be only tears of tender sorrow that purifies the heart and delivers it from sin.
To be a Russian writer at the end of the nineteenth century must have meant bearing an inescapably bitter fate. The more they tried to escape from Russia, the more deeply Russia swallowed them.
I stood up as best I could to their disgusting stupidity and brutality, but I did not, of course, manage to beat them at their own game. It was a fight to the bitter end, one in which I was not defending ideals or beliefs but simply my own self.
I am not driven by any bitterness by what happened in Athens. I learnt a lot of lessons from it and probably came through it a stronger person in the end. There have been a lot of near misses, and that's taught me to keep persevering and that there i...
Cactus is bitter only to him who tastes it.
Bitter fruit will fall before the ripe.
Too much sugar is bitter.
False friends are worst than bitter enemies.
Nothing tastes more bitter than the truth.
Bitter, bitter, this desolation of angels.
There is hope in forgiveness
Even a sugar mother-in-law tastes bitter.
Sometimes love tries to do too much.
Hurt leads to bitterness, bitterness to anger, travel too far that road and the way is lost.
What a bitter, bitter thing is the service of Satan, even in this world!
Why would you choose being bitter over choosing to make music? Being bitter is gross. It doesn't amount to anything.
When the cat's stomach is full, the rat's back is bitter.
In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial, Who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands, And ate of it. I said, “Is it good, friend?” “It is bitter—bitter,” he answered; “But I like it “Because it is bitter, “And b...
We are creatures of rage and madness and bitter tears and we knew that from the start. Our end was disaster and we knew that from the start. We knew it all from the start.
