Pot Stirrer Quotes

She was a stirrer of the pot, a lover of intrigue and distress, a creature who seemed to draw oxygen from the spectacle of people at each other's throat, everybody in a state of upset and talking about her.

I'll rather be a peace maker than be a pot stirrer, especially if I call myself a child of God.

{...} I was okay with things the way they were. No, not okay: I longed and suffered and pined with the rest of humanity. Sometimes I was happy enough with the book I was reading or the book I was writing, and the life I was stuck inside felt like a house on a rainy day. But most of the time I was just plain dying to get out. All I needed—all I have ever needed—was someone to challenge me, to serve as a goad, an instigator, a stirrer of the pot. I hated trouble, but I loved troublemakers. I hated chance and uncertainty, but I was drawn to those who showed up on your doorstep with their own pair of dice.

He scoffs, and we start walking back toward the cabin, our paces slow. “I already told you, he’s not the boss.” “Hmm. I don’t think he knows that.” I am pot-stirrer, hear me whisk.