{"quotes":[{"text":"What do you want to do with your life, then?” is often the question I'm asked.To be honest, I don't know. I really don't.Mainly because I don't see myself living long enough for that to make much of a difference.","author":"Nenia Campbell","tags":["angst","death","depression","suicide"],"id":544,"author_id":"Nenia+Campbell"},{"text":"I've even purposely looked for stories full of exactly this kind of angst, because I love the emotion behind it so much.","author":"Rachel Hollis","tags":["angst","books","emotions","same"],"id":1344,"author_id":"Rachel+Hollis"},{"text":"Love, he thinks, is a lie that people tell each other in order to make the world bearable. He is not up for the lie anymore. And nobody is going to lie to him like that, anyway. He's not even worth a lie.","author":"David Levithan","tags":["angst","despair","glbt","young-adult"],"id":4941,"author_id":"David+Levithan"},{"text":"I won’t pretend that I deserve you. I am faithless. I have done unforgivable things. And I am broken.” He gestured to his face and body with trembling hands. “I know you see past these things when you look at me . . . But I hope I can be enough for you.”“What? Enough for me? Gabriel, you are everything.","author":"Rachel L. Demeter","tags":["angst","ariah","finding-gabriel","gabriel","historical","historical-romance","romance"],"id":10751,"author_id":"Rachel+L.+Demeter"},{"text":"The young of the town, preoccupied with their own germinating angst, which each possessed in varying degree (though few were ever fully aware of its existence), felt no particular connection to the land, its people, its structures, or its history. As such, they had no inclination to defend its invisible borders from declared enemies within or without. They desired only escape from this small village, which each viewed as an existential prison built upon the antiquated expectations of their parents and their parents’ parents. And because of their invisible bondage, the young of this town were possessed by a quiet rage. But this rage laid torpid and inert within them, dulled to sleep by the tired repetition of nothing happening over and over and over again, day after day after day.This is the story of one of those young people, and the terrible things that happened to her, and the terrible things she did as a result.","author":"P.S. Baber","tags":["angst","small-town","teen","teenagers"],"id":11023,"author_id":"P.S.+Baber"},{"text":"Mel rolled her eyes. 'You can't live your life based on 'what-ifs,' Liv. And change is inevitable. It's the one thing you can always count on. Stop worrying about what might or not happen and follow your heart. How can you expect to ever be happy if you don't?","author":"Alicia Kobishop","tags":["angst","contemporary-romance","love","teen-romance"],"id":11450,"author_id":"Alicia+Kobishop"},{"text":"Do you know what I see in you now? The usual aura. A steady golden yellow, healthy and strong, with spikes of purple here and there. But when I do this. . . .”He rested a hand on my hip, and my whole body tensed up. That hand moved around my hip, slipping under my shirt to rest on the small of my back. My skin burned where he touched me, and the places that were untouched longed for that heat.. The colors deepen, it burns more intensely, the purple increases. Why? Why, Sydney?” He used that hand on me to pull me closer. “Why do you react that way if I don’t mean anything to you?” There was a desperation in his voice, and it was legitimate.","author":"Richelle Mead","tags":["adrian-ivashkov","angst","attraction","aura","denial-of-feelings","feelings","love","sydney-sage","tension"],"id":17431,"author_id":"Richelle+Mead"},{"text":"I walk around the school hallways and look at the people. I look at the teachers and wonder why they're here. If they like their jobs. Or us. And I wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. Not in a mean way. In a curious way. It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report due on top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why.","author":"Stephen Chbosky","tags":["alienation","angst","life","teenager"],"id":21107,"author_id":"Stephen+Chbosky"},{"text":"I am hell with a knife and there is nothing I can really do about it but try and keep my mouth shut and try not to let it show.","author":"Lynda Barry","tags":["angst","hell","teenagers"],"id":24970,"author_id":"Lynda+Barry"},{"text":"Viola to Duke Orsino: 'I'll do my best\t  \t To woo your lady.'[Aside.] 'Yet, a barful strife!\t \t Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife.","author":"William Shakespeare","tags":["angst","romance","twelfth-night"],"id":26429,"author_id":"William+Shakespeare"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":127,"pages":13,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}