Annoyed Quotes

Quotes tagged as "annoyed" (showing 1-25 of 26)
Jennifer L. Armentrout
“How long have you been standing there?"
"Just long enough to see you give Daemon the middle finger."
"He deserved it.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

Cassandra Clare
“He seemed only ... annoyed. Annoyed, and sweaty, and hot.
"Yeah, well," he said, "the next time you decide to sneak out of our magically warded apartment through a door that shouldn't really exist, leave a note.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

Ilona Andrews
“Since I've moved here, you have shown up at my door eight times. I obey the laws, I pay my taxes, and I haven't even gotten a parking ticket in my entire time as a driver. Yet if anything at all happens in the neighborhood, you appear at my door. I bet if a meteorite fell somewhere in the subdivision, you would be here asking me if I personally launched it out of my doomsday cannon.”
Ilona Andrews, Clean Sweep

Charlotte M. Liebel
“As so many commitments
demand your time
Or your shut-eye important be,
Your attraction to me must
in some way lack,
Such a pity to spend time
on thee.”
Charlotte M. Liebel

“You can stick your questions up your ass.”
He slammed his tail in front of her. “I don’t think I heard you,
little witch.”
“You heard me just fine and stop threatening me with that thing!”
She kicked his tail.
By the gods, she was absolutely adorable!”
G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon

Shannon L. Alder
“It is a strange thing that the human species can only go three days without water and three weeks without food, before the body dies. Yet, so many people can go years hanging onto pain and feeling emotionally dead inside. I suppose if it was the other way around more people would go to school to be morticians because of the booming business, or pastors would have to hand out Valium with the sacrament, just to keep the census high.”
Shannon L. Alder

Jean Lorrain
“...the presence of others has become even more intolerable to me, their conversation most of all. Oh, how it all annoys and exasperates me: their attitudes, their manners, their whole way of being! The people of my world, all my unhappy peers, have come to irritate, oppress and sadden me with their noisy and empty chatter, their monstrous and boundless vanity, their even more monstrous egotism, their club gossip... the endless repetition of opinions already formed and judgments already made; the automatic vomiting forth of articles read in those morning papers which are the recognised outlet of the hopeless wilderness of their ideas; the eternal daily meal of overfamiliar cliches concerning racing stables and the stalls of fillies of the human variety... the hutches of the 'petites femmes' - another worn out phrase in the dirty usury of shapeless expression!

Oh my contemporaries, my dear contemporaries...

Their idiotic self-satisfaction; their fat and full-blown self-sufficiency: the stupid display of their good fortune; the clink of fifty- and a hundred-franc coins forever sounding out their financial prowess, according their own reckoning; their hen-like clucking and their pig-like grunting, as they pronounce the names of certain women; the obesity of their minds, the obscenity of their eyes, and the toneless-ness of their laughter! They are, in truth, handsome puppets of amour, with all the exhausted despondency of their gestures and the slackness of their chic...

Chic! A hideous word, which fits their manner like a new glove: as dejected as undertakers' mutes, as full-blown as Falstaff...

Oh my contemporaries: the ceusses of my circle, to put it in their own ignoble argot. They have all welcomed the moneylenders into their homes, and have been recruited as their clients, and they have likewise played host to the fat journalists who milk their conversations for the society columns. How I hate them; how I execrate them; how I would love to devour them liver and lights - and how well I understand the Anarchists and their bombs!”
Jean Lorrain, Monsieur De Phocas

Brandon Sanderson
“But since then you've acted like I was a gorilla at your buffet."
"Gorilla at your buffet. You know... eating all your food? Making you annoyed? That kind of thing?”
Brandon Sanderson, Steelheart

Nicole Sager
“Lidell's lips flattened. "You are a most outspoken young man."
"I like to think I'm honest.”
Nicole Sager, Cleftlocke

Lisa Norato
“Avast talking about me as though I were not standing here.”
Lisa Norato, Prize of My Heart

Quinn Loftis
“Jen, get a clue and read Wadim's shirt." Jacque told her dryly.
Jen looked over at Wadim who, oh so helpfully, pulled his shirt out so that she could read it.
In black bold letters it said, "No really, I'm a werewolf and you're a human, which essentially translates into a steak with legs."
"Are you implying that Wadmin's going to eat me, cause I don't know how Dec would feel about that.”
Quinn Loftis, Sacrifice of Love

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“They do." Apollo's eyes narrowed on me. "But I was hoping there was something knocking around in her brain that held the answer to that little problem But—"
Apollo smacked a hand down on my leg. "Must you always be moving some part of your body?”
Jennifer L. Armentrout

Michael Bassey Johnson
“You can never be annoyed by anyone when you are just alone, insults comes from being too familiar even with the most respectful persons.”
Michael Bassey Johnson

MaryJanice Davidson
“Don't look at his groin. Don't look at his groin. Don't mention that he doesn't have a vagina, so 'we' is bullshit. This is not the time to mention your pet peeve about expectant fathers talking how 'we' are having a baby. Don't. Don't.”
MaryJanice Davidson, Undead and Unstable

Chelsea Handler
“I love your personality," I said with wide eyes and an open smile. I had used this look before when a bank teller at Wells Fargo had threatened to put a ten-day hold on a check from my father because my average balance was $3.56.”
Chelsea Handler, My Horizontal Life: A Collection of One-Night Stands

R. Alan Woods
“Be annoyed and sin not"

~R. Alan Woods [2012]”
R. Alan Woods

Jasper Fforde
“Are you okay?" asked Finisterre.
"Annoyed," I said, giving him my hand so he could heave me to my feet.
"Yes, I should imagine being attacked by a nun might be annoying.”
Jasper Fforde, The Woman Who Died a Lot

Dennis Lehane
“You're just pissed off. And when you're pissed off, you lash out.”
Dennis Lehane, Moonlight Mile

Helen Oyeyemi
“It turns out that the average annoyed American only needs to pull three terrible faces before she feels better.”
Helen Oyeyemi, Boy, Snow, Bird

“The cop looks annoyed, like we're giving him a headache. I want to explain everything to him that its really not as screwed up as it all sounds, but then I remember that it is.”
johnathon trooper

Munia Khan
“Satan is never your well-wisher. Get the pleasure of making him annoyed on you by doing good deeds”
Munia Khan

Michael  Grant
“Why are we sneaking out in the night?” Jack repeated.
“I already explained,” Sam snapped. “If you don’t listen—”
Taylor jumped in to say, “Because otherwise Astrid would find some way to stop him.” She mimicked Astrid’s voice, injecting it with steel and a tense, condescending tone. “Sam. I am the smartest, hottest girl in the world. So do what I tell you. Good boy. Down, boy. Down!”
Sam remained silent, walking steadily just a few feet ahead.
Taylor continued, “Oh, Sam, if only you could be as smart plus as totally goody-goody as I am. If only you could realize that you will never be good enough to have me, me, wonderful me, Astrid the Blond Genius.”
“Sam, can I shoot her now?” Dekka asked. “Or is it too soon?”
“Wait until we’re over the ridge,” Sam said. “It’ll muffle the sound.”
“Sorry, Dekka,” Taylor said. “I know you don’t like talking about boy-girl things.”
“Taylor,” Sam warned.
“Yes, Sam?”
“You might want to think about how hard it would be to walk if someone were to turn off gravity under your feet every now and then.”
“I wonder who would do that?” Dekka said.
Suddenly Taylor fell flat on her face.
“You tripped me!” Taylor said, more shocked than angry.
“Me?” Dekka spread her hands in a completely unconvincing gesture of innocence. “Hey, I’m all the way over here.”
“I’m just saying: you can see where that could make a long walk just a lot longer,” Sam said.
“You guys are so not fun,” Taylor grumped. She bounced instantaneously to just behind Sam. She grabbed his butt, he yelled, “Hey!” and she bounced away innocently.
“To answer your question, Jack,” Sam said, “we are sneaking out at night so that everyone doesn’t know we’re gone and why. They’ll figure it out soon enough, but Edilio will have to have more of his guys on the streets if I’m not there playing the big, bad wolf. More stress for everyone.”
“Oh,” Jack said.
“The big, bad wolf,” Taylor said. She laughed. “So, when you play that fantasy in your head is Astrid Little Red Riding Hood or one of the Three Little Pigs?”
“Dekka,” Sam said.
“Hah! Too slow!”
Michael Grant, Plague

Terry Pratchett
“She was not an unkind woman, despite a lifetime of being gently dried out on the stove of education, but she was conscientious and a stickler for propriety and thought she knew how this sort of thing should go and was vaguely annoyed that it wasn't going.”
Terry Pratchett, Soul Music

Michelle Frost
“Don’t thank me,” snapped Idrith, “I just insulted you.”
Michelle Frost, First Light