People who annoy people are the luckiest people in the world.
Speak roughly to your little boy, and beat him when he sneezes: he only does it to annoy, because he knows it teases.
I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.
The want of logic annoys. Too much logic bores. Life eludes logic, and everything that logic alone constructs remains artificial and forced.
Poverty, of course, is no disgrace, but it is damned annoying.
My dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody; they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free.
Beggars should be entirely abolished! Truly, it is annoying to give to them and annoying not to give to them.
If you want to annoy your neighbors, tell the truth about them.
Poverty of course is no disgrace, but it is damned annoying.
When life seems just a dreary grind; and things seem fated to annoy; say something nice to someone else and watch the world light up with joy.
We often pardon those that annoy us, but we cannot pardon those we annoy.
It's so great to find that one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life.
We who have the final word can speak softly or angrily.
We can seek to challenge and annoy, as we need not stay docile and quiet.
Family love is messy, clinging, and of an annoying and repetitive pattern, like bad wallpaper.
Things cannot always go your way. Learn to accept in silence the minor aggravations, cultivate the gift of taciturnity and consume your own smoke with an extra draught of hard work, so that those about you may not be annoyed with the dust and soot of your complaints.
MRS. ALLONBY: She told me yesterday, and in quite a loud voice too, that she was only eighteen. It was most annoying. LORD ILLINGWORTH: One should never trust a woman who tells one her real age. A woman who would tell one that, would tell one anything.
I have told you of the Spaniard who always put on his spectacles when about to eat cherries, that they might look bigger and more attempting. In like manner I made the most of my enjoyment s: and through I do not cast my cares away, I pack them in as little compass as I can, and carry them as conveniently as I can for myself, and never let them annoy others.
There are few places outside his own play where a child can contribute to the world in which he finds himself. His world: dominated by adults who tell him what to do and when to do it --benevolent tyrants who dispense gifts to their good subjects and punishment to their bad ones, who are amused at the cleverness of children and annoyed by their stupidities.
Our attitude toward our own culture has recently been characterized by two qualities, braggadocio and petulance. Braggadocio -- empty boasting of American power, American virtue, American know-how -- has dominated our foreign relations now for some decades. Here at home -- within the family, so to speak -- our attitude to our culture expresses a superficially different spirit, the spirit of petulance. Never before, perhaps, has a culture been so fragmented into groups, each full of its own virtue, each annoyed and irritated at the others.
All parents believe their children can do the impossible.
They thought it the minute we were born, and no matter how hard we've tried to prove them wrong, they all think it about us now. And the really annoying thing is, they're probably right.
When a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is anything you can do. Think up something appropriate and do it.
Nothing annoys a woman more than to have company drop in unexpectedly and find the house looking as it usually does.
If you know somebody is going to be awfully annoyed by something you write, that's obviously very satisfying, and if they howl with rage or cry, that's honey.
Only those who know the supremacy of the intellectual life can understand the grief of one who falls from that serene activity into the absorbing soul-wasting struggle with worldly annoyances.
The concerts you enjoy together neighbors you annoy together children you destroy together that make marriage a joy
One of the annoying things about believing in free will and individual responsibility is the difficulty of finding somebody to blame your problems on. And when you do find somebody, it's remarkable how often his picture turns up on your driver's license.
The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they're going to have some pretty annoying virtues.