Yelling Quotes

“...yelling doesn't make a thing any more possible.”
― Angie Sage, Queste

“Children are gifts. They are not ours for the breaking. They are ours for the making.”
― Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing: The Best of Year One

“Dads. It’s time to show our sons how to properly treat a woman. It’s time to show our daughters how a girl should expect be treated. It’s time to show forgiveness and compassion. It’s time to show our children empathy. It’s time to break social norms and teach a healthier way of life! It’s time to teach good gender roles and to ditch the unnecessary ones. Does it really matter if your son likes the color pink? Is it going to hurt anybody? Do you not see the damage it inflicts to tell a boy that there is something wrong with him because he likes a certain color? Do we not see the damage we do in labeling our girls “tom boys” or our boys “feminine” just because they have their own likes and opinions on things? Things that really don’t matter?”
― Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing: The Best of Year One

“Dads. Do you not realize that a child is what you tell them they are? That people almost always become what they are labeled? Was whatever your child just did really the “dumbest thing you’ve ever seen somebody do”? Was it really the “most ridiculous thing they ever could have done”? Do you really believe that your child is an idiot? Because she now does. Think about that. Because you said it, she now believes it. Bravo.”
― Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing: The Best of Year One

“Dads. It’s time to tell our kids that we love them. Constantly. It’s time to show our kids that we love them. Constantly. It’s time to take joy in their twenty-thousand daily questions and their inability to do things as quickly as we’d like. It’s time to take joy in their quirks and their ticks. It’s time to take joy in their facial expressions and their mispronounced words. It’s time to take joy in everything that our kids are.”
― Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing: The Best of Year One

“I was also sick of my neighbors, as most Parisians are. I now knew every second of the morning routine of the family upstairs. At 7:00 am alarm goes off, boom, Madame gets out of bed, puts on her deep-sea divers’ boots, and stomps across my ceiling to megaphone the kids awake. The kids drop bags of cannonballs onto the floor, then, apparently dragging several sledgehammers each, stampede into the kitchen. They grab their chunks of baguette and go and sit in front of the TV, which is always showing a cartoon about people who do nothing but scream at each other and explode. Every minute, one of the kids cartwheels (while bouncing cannonballs) back into the kitchen for seconds, then returns (bringing with it a family of excitable kangaroos) to the TV. Meanwhile the toilet is flushed, on average, fifty times per drop of urine expelled. Finally, there is a ten-minute period of intensive yelling, and at 8:15 on the dot they all howl and crash their way out of the apartment to school.” (p.137)”
― Stephen Clarke, A Year in the Merde

“Dads. Do your faces light up when you first see your child in the morning or when you come home from work? Do you not understand that a child’s entire sense of value can revolve around what they see in your face when you first see them?”
― Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing: The Best of Year One

“Do you not realize that your kids are going to make mistakes, and a lot of them? Do you not realize the damage you do when you push your son’s nose into his mishaps or make your daughter feel worthless because she bumped or spilled something? Do you have any idea how easy it is to make your child feel abject? It’s as simple as letting out the words, “why would you do that!?” or “how many times have I told you…”
― Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing: The Best of Year One

“Certain voices hold this odd pull on our heartstrings. They are like sad oboes or something, something that makes you want to throw all your money at the radio while yelling, "I love you." I don't know what it is.”
― Jonathan Goldstein

“If someone yells at me, they are not expressing love. They may be threatening me. They may be expressing great frustration with me. They may simply be trying to control my behavior. However, they are not communicating love.”
― Cathy Burnham Martin, The Bimbo Has Brains: And Other Freaky Facts

“Loving my son, building my son, touching my son, playing with my son, being with my son… these aren’t tasks that only super dads can perform. These are tasks that every dad should perform. Always. Without fail.”
― Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing: The Best of Year One

“Some people believe that if they yell and scream, others will get the point of just how serious they are. For me, all I get is the point of just how out of control that someone is.”
― Cathy Burnham Martin, The Bimbo Has Brains: And Other Freaky Facts

“A true love is not shouting and yelling for your beloved, but silently struggling for her honor”
― M.F. Moonzajer

“YELLING silences your message. Speak quietly so your children can hear your words instead of just your voice.”
― L.R. Knost

“Well, yelling real loud, that's an important skill to have, too. You never know when you might walk right in front of a train and her yelling's all that stands between you and eternity. But for that yell, you'd be flat, and there's nothing worse than a flat boy, just kind of ruins the day for everyone.”
― Diane Hammond, Hannah's Dream

“No one else “makes” us do anything. They can’t make us nag them, or make us angry, or make us have to strike out at them, or make us drink alcohol, or make us yell at them, or anything else. We are responsible for our choices, including our responses and reactions.”
― Cathy Burnham Martin, The Bimbo Has Brains: And Other Freaky Facts

“Sexually active? Sexually active? Patrick and I hadn't even learned the fine points of kissing yet!
I marched on down. 'For your information,' I said from the doorway, as both Dad and Lester jerked to attention, 'I am about as sexually active as a bag of spinach, and if you want to keep me on the porch and not out in the park somewhere behind the bushes, you'll keep the stupid porch light off when I come home with a boy.”
― Phyllis Reynolds Naylor, Alice on the Outside

“Words without thought are like a bus without brakes. It’s no longer about a destination. Rather, it’s about how much you’re going to run over before you run out of road.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“What sounds so terrible from a dog or small child is just wonderful coming from a grown man.”
― A.D. Aliwat, In Limbo

“I fumbled with the cables while Dad stood over me, shouting. I kept dropping them. My mind pulsed with panic, which overpowered every thought, so that I could not even remember how to connect red to red, white to white.

Then it was gone. I looked up at my father, at his purple face, at the vein pulsing in his neck. I still hadn't managed to attach the cables. I stood, and once on my feet, didn't care whether the cables were attached. I walked out of the room.”
― Tara Westover, Educated

“They keep on yelling and shouting; one testimony by people who never knew what life, was all about.”
― Petra Hermans

“Stop cutting me off!" he yelled. The steel of his eyes sparkled with warning. "The least you can do is give me a chance to speak! We're gonna talk!”
― Mary E. Pearson, The Beauty of Darkness

“Does it work with sandwiches? he asked.
I didn't move. He handed it over. George was watching with a kind of neutral curiosity, and I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do, so I just unwrapped it and took a bite. It was a homemade ham-and-cheese-and-mustard sandwich, on white bread, with a thin piece of lettuce in the middle. Not bad, in the food part. Good ham, flat mustard from a functional factory. Ordinary bread. Tired lettuce-pickers. But in the sandwich as a whole, I tasted a kind of yelling, almost. Like the sandwich itself was yelling at me, yelling love me, love me, really loud.”
― Aimee Bender, The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake

“Lilac started yelling at them to exit the room for safety, but as she got closer, she was horrified to see her mother had collapsed on the floor, and mysteriously standing over her was the strange gargoyle-clad guest.”
― Lali A. Love, Heart of a Warrior Angel

“I had a calm conversation with one of the protesters who approached me. I asked him to consider that yelling at people might result in them putting their guards up, increasing the tension, and in turn, people yelling back. It’s a cyclical deterioration where no one hears or understands one another. Anger and fear are the brothers that are born of this kind of relationship. I would say the same to those who yell back at the protesters.”
― Eric Overby

“Herbert hated having to listen to his subordinate yell at him, but he had to take it, for now.”
― Jason Medina, The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel

“Yelling at a goddess isn’t generally a good idea. You run the risk of getting impaled, zapped, or eaten by giant house cats. (It’s a Freya thing. Don’t ask.)”
― Rick Riordan, The Ship of the Dead

“If all that you’re doing is going off at the mouth, a pound of words won’t make an ounce of sense.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“I thought... I thought I heard you calling my name,' The crease between his brows deepened. 'Screaming for help.' Letting go of his sword, he ran a hand through his nearly white-blond hair. 'It must've been the wind.'

'Or your guilty conscience.'

'Probably the wind.'

I started toward him.

There it was, a flash of a grin. 'Sorry to interrupt.'

'Interrupt what? I'm stuck in this room. What could-?' I shrieked as the door closed and locked. 'Now I am yelling!'

'It's the wind,' he yelled back through the door.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“I don't know why any of you think this is your lucky day,' he yelled back as he turned around. He shattered the arrow in his fist. 'It's really not. Not when my cloak has been ruined. And I really liked it. It was warm, and now it has godsdamn holes in it. How will that keep me warm?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire