Scarlett kicked the coverlet in impotent rage, trying to think of something bad enough to say.
Melanie smiled at him through sparkling tears while Scarlett felt the fox of wrath and impotent hate gnaw at her vitals.
He bowed and sauntered off, leaving her with her bosom heaving with impotent rage and indignation.
As she passed the stove, she shoved the handkerchief into the flames and with impotent anger watched it burn.
She stamped her foot impotently because she could not think of anything else to do—and without a word picked up the lamp and started up the stairs.
She did not even notice that his hands were jammed in his pockets in hard fists as if he were straining at his own impotence.
His face was the face of a man drunk with fatigue and impotent rage and burning pity.
Impotent rage quelled what little fear was left in her heart as she stood helpless while they plundered and stole and ruined.
Frank was remembering the Tara he had known before the war and on his face was a hurt look, a look of tired impotent anger.
Will asked calmly and, looking down at him in a confusion of joy and impotent fury, Scarlett saw in the quiet depths of his eyes understanding and pity.
Seeing the profits slip from Hugh’s fingers, Scarlett became frenzied at her impotence and his stupidity.
Another thought that stung them to impotent wrath was the knowledge that the Yankees and Carpetbaggers would laugh.
Force had been piled on top of force and military edicts in increasing numbers had rendered the civil authority more and more impotent.
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Lev stands there, impotent, unable to move, unable to process this.
Neal Shusterman -- Unwind
…in my mad dash for Sam—and I went airborne, landing with a jaw-popping force on the thin carpeting, jumped up, glanced back, and saw Ben Parish lying lifelessly there, arms outstretched, dark wet blotch of blood seeping through that ridiculous yellow hoodie, and then Sam screamed and I’m not too late, not too late, and here I come, you sonofabitch, here I come, and in the room a tall shadow loomed over the tiny figure whose tiny finger yanked impotently at the trigger of the empty gun.