Rage Quotes - Page 33

• We may not pay Satan reverence, for that would be indiscreet, but we can at least respect his talents.

  Mark Twain

  Fear, Atheism, Would Be

  Mark Twain (2010). “The Man That Corrupted Hadleyburg: And Other Stories”, p.277, The Floating Press

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• The tendency has always been strong to believe that whatever received a name must be an entity or being, having an independent existence of its own. And if no real entity answering to the name could be found, men did not for that reason suppose that none existed, but imagined that it was something peculiarly abstruse and mysterious.

  John Stuart Mill

  Strong, Fear, Real

  Alexander Bain, John Stuart Mill, James Mill, Andrew Findlater, George Grote (1982). “Analysis of the Phenomena of the Human Mind”, Georg Olms Verlag

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• Whatever you do, you need courage. Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising that tempt you to believe your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to an end requires some of the same courage that a soldier needs. Peace has its victories, but it takes brave men and women to win them.

  Ralph Waldo Emerson

  Love, Life, Courage

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• Kent. Where's the king? Gent. Contending with the fretful elements; Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea, Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main, That things might change or cease; tears his white hair, Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage, Catch in their fury and make nothing of; Strives in his little world of man to outscorn The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain. This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would couch, The lion and the belly-pinched wolf Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs, And bids what will take all.

  William Shakespeare

  Running, Kings, Rain

  William Shakespeare (1813). “The Plays of William Shakespeare”, p.836

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• Paper Matches My aunts washed dishes while the uncles squirted each other on the lawn with garden hoses. Why are we in here, I said, and they are out there? That’s the way it is, said Aunt Hetty, the shriveled-up one. I have the rages that small animals have, being small, being animal. Written on me was a message, “At Your Service,” like a book of paper matches. One by one we were taken out and struck. We come bearing supper, our heads on fire.

  Paulette Jiles

  Uncles, Book, Taken

  Paulette Jiles (1988). “Blackwater”, Alfred a Knopf Inc

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• If there were reason for these miseries, then into limits could I bind my woes. If the winds rages, doth not the sea wax mad, threat'ning the welkin with its big-swoll'n face? And wilt though have a reason for this coil? I am the sea. Hark how her sighs doth blow. She is the weeping welkin, I the earth.

  William Shakespeare

  Blow, Wind, Sea

  William Shakespeare (2016). “The New Oxford Shakespeare: Modern Critical Edition: The Complete Works”, p.218, Oxford University Press

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• Think of all the women you know who will not allow themselves to be seen without makeup. I often wonder how they feel about themselves at night when they are climbing into bed with intimate partners. Are they overwhelmed with secret shame that someone sees them as they really are? Or do they sleep with rage that who they really are can be celebrated or cared for only in secret?

  Bell Hooks

  Sleep, Makeup, Night

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• Men in rage strike those that wish them best.

  William Shakespeare

  Anger, Men, Wish

  William Shakespeare (2004). “The Tragedy of Othello, Moor of Venice (Sparklesoup Classics)”, p.37, Sparklesoup LLC

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• Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! Rage! Blow! You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout Till you have drenched our teeples, drowned the cocks! You sulphurour and thought-executing fires, Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts, Singe my white head! And thou, all-shaking thunder, Strike flat the thick rotundity o' the world! Crack nature's molds, all germens spill at once That make ingrateful man!

  William Shakespeare

  Blow, Men, Fire

  'King Lear' (1605-6) act 3, sc. 2, l. 1

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• Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others' faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear.

  Rumi

  Running, Anger, Night

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• It is a happy thing that time quells the longings of vengeance and hushes the promptings of rage and aversion. I had left this woman in bitterness and hate, and I came back to her now with no other emotion than a sort of ruth for her great sufferings, and strong yearning to forget and forgive all injuries - to be reconciled and clasp hands in amity.

  Charlotte Bronte

  Forgiveness, Strong, Hate

  Charlotte Bronte, Emily Bronte, Anne Bronte (2009). “The Bronte Sisters: Three Novels: Jane Eyre; Wuthering Heights; and Agnes Grey (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.190, Penguin

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• Wise wretch! with pleasures too refined to please, With too much spirit to be e'er at ease, With too much quickness ever to be taught, With too much thinking to have common thought: You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live.

  Alexander Pope

  Wise, Pain, Women

  Alexander Pope, Samuel Johnson (1822). “The poems of Alexander Pope”, p.91

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• You purchase pain with all that joy can give and die of nothing but a rage to live.

  Alexander Pope

  Pain, Giving, Joy

  Alexander Pope, Samuel Johnson (1822). “The poems of Alexander Pope”, p.91

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• The world is being run by people my age, men my age, with falling-out hair and health worries, and it frightens me. When the leaders were older than me I could believe in their wisdom, I could believe they had transcended rage and malice and the need to be loved. Now I know better. I look at the faces in newspapers, in magazines, and wonder: what greeds, what furies drive them on?

  Margaret Atwood

  Running, Believe, Fall

  Margaret Atwood (1989). “Cat's Eye”, Bantam

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• Surely everyone is aware of the divine pleasures which attend a wintry fireside; candles at four o'clock, warm hearthrugs, tea, a fair tea-maker, shutters closed, curtains flowing in ample draperies to the floor, whilst the wind and rain are raging audibly without.

  Thomas de Quincey

  Rain, Wind, Tea

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• Years later he'd stood in the charred ruins of a library where blackened books lay in pools of water. Shelves tipped over. Some rage at the lies arranged in their thousands row on row. He picked up one of the books and thumbed through the heavy bloated pages. He'd not have thought the value of the smallest thing predicated on a world to come. It surprised him. That the space which these things occupied was itself an expectation.

  Cormac McCarthy

  Lying, Book, Years

  Cormac McCarthy (2010). “The Road”, p.199, Pan Macmillan

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• Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in the cage.

  Billy Corgan

  Rats, Cages, Smashing

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• I am prone to envy. It is one of my three default emotions, the others being greed and rage. I have also experienced compassion and generosity, but only fleetingly and usually while drunk, so I have little memory.

  Augusten Burroughs

  Memories, Compassion, Drunk

  Augusten Burroughs (2011). “Possible Side Effects”, p.20, Atlantic Books Ltd

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• She looked into the staring glass eyes and complacent face, and suddenly a sort of heartbroken rage seized her. She lifted her little savage hand and knocked Emily off the chair, bursting into a passion of sobbing- Sara who never cried.

  Frances Hodgson Burnett

  Heartbroken, Eye, Passion

  Frances Hodgson Burnett (2012). “A Little Princess”, p.96, Courier Corporation

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• So I suppose I do not know how he really looked, and, in fact, I suppose I shall never know, now, for he was plainly an object created in the mode of fantasy. His image was already present somewhere in my head and I was seeking to discover it in actuality, looking at every face I met in case it was the right face - that is, the face which corresponded to my notion of the unseen face of the one I should love, a face created parthenogeneticallyby the rage to love which consumed me.

  Angela Carter

  Unseen, Faces, Facts

  Angela Carter (1997). “Burning your boats: the collected short stories”, Penguin Group USA

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• Who knows whether, if I had given up smoking, I should really have become the strong perfect man I imagined? Perhaps it was this very doubt that bound me to my vice, because life is so much pleasanter if one is able to believe in one's own latent greatness

  Italo Svevo

  Strong, Fear, Believe

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• A man went to Istanbul, his first visit there. On his way to a business meeting, this man lost his way. He began raging at himself for getting lost, until a realization allowed him to transcend his ire. "How can I be lost? I've never been here before?" pp 104-105

  Melody Beattie

  Men, Istanbul, Realization

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• His rage passes description - the sort of rage that is only seen when rich folk that have more than they can enjoy suddenly lose something that they have long had but have never before used or wanted.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Long, Rich, Used

  J R R Tolkien (1973). “The Hobbit: The Enchanting Prelude to The Lord of the Rings”

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• I believe I've passed the age of consciousness and righteous rage. I've found that just surviving is a noble fight. I once believed in causes too; I had my pointless points of view. And life went on no matter who as wrong or right.

  Billy Joel

  Believe, Fighting, Views

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• Choking with dry tears and raging, raging, raging at the absolute indifference of nature and the world to the death of love, the death of hope and the death of beauty, I remember sitting on the end of my bed, collecting these pills and capsules together and wondering why, why when I felt I had so much to offer, so much love, such outpourings of love and energy to spend on the world, I was incapable of being offered love, giving it or summoning the energy with which I knew I could transform myself and everything around me.

  Stephen Fry

  Depression, Giving, Tears

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