Quotes About Fury

Give me anger. Flash. Give me vengeance. Flash. Give me total and complete justified retribution. Flash.

Since boyhood, fury had become his father. His older brother. His only protector. Fury gave him strength and courage and spurred him to always move forward despite always getting things wrong and always failing and no mentor there to help him or teach him and everyone always laughing. Anger delivered him from catastrophe. Rage kept him from going under. It had come to be his greatest asset and only strategy.

Emotionally she's a garage full of cats on fire.

what I really want to shout, and want in big letters on that grave, too, is FUCK YOU ALL. Don't all women feel the same? The only difference is how much we know we feel it, how in touch we are with our fury. We're all furies, except the ones who are too damned foolish

Angels have very nasty tempers. Especially when they're feeling righteous.

He felt unreal those days of the riots when his streets were made strange by violence. Despite what America saw on the news, only a fraction of the community had picked up bricks and bats and kerosene. The devastation had been nothing compared to what lay before him now, but if you bottled the rage and hope and fury of all the people of Harlem and made it into a bomb, the results would look something like this.

Frantic in my fury I had no time for decisions; I only remembered that death in battle is glorious.

Furens quid femina possit

she takes no rest from revenge

Dread wars and outbursts of rage are dear to her heart

Saltando do cavalo, ele deu a impressão de que em sua fúria iria desafiar a correnteza. Com água até os joelhos, lançou na direção da mulher infiel todos os insultos que desde sempre pesam sobre seu sexo. Falsa, volúvel, inconstante, ele a chamou; demônio, adúltera, traidora; e as águas em turbilhão guardaram suas palavras e atiraram a seus pés um jarro quebrado e um pedacinho de palha.

He was seething, drunk on his own magnificence

Feeling themselves betrayed by the British and the French, their claim to Palestine thwarted by the Balfour Declaration, the Arabs lived a rude awakening in the aftermath of World War I. As was perhaps inevitable, the focal point of their fury became the Zionist return

Feeling themselves betrayed by the British and the French, their claim to Palestine thwarted by the Balfour Declaration, the Arabs lived a rude awakening in the aftermath of World War I. As was perhaps inevitable, the focal point of their fury became the Zionist return to a land the Arabs felt had been promised to them.

She was furious, with the kind of fury peculiar to the nonpaying client. Those who can't afford private attorneys . . . assumed legal aid was incompetent. Do-gooders were simply losers in disguise.

even in the sight of their fellows, not one escaping. Their furie not thus satisfied, they cut the slayne men in peeces

But let's suppose another way of considering her, which was that she had a special conviction of imagination. Few of us do, to be honest. We wish and wish and often with fury but never very deeply. For if we did, we'd see how the world can sometimes split open, in just the way we hope. That it and we are, in fact, unbounded. Free.

Dost thou wish me to complete the catalogue by thy death? Thy life is a worthless thing. Tempt me no more. I am but a man, and thy presence may awaken a fury which may spurn my control. Begone!

The heavy rain beat down the tender branches of vine and jessamine, and trampled on them in its fury; and when the lightning gleamed, it showed the tearful leaves shivering and cowering together at the window, and tapping at it urgently, as if beseeching to be sheltered from the dismal night.

War hath no fury like a noncombatant.

Beware the fury of a patient man.

We all possess the thunder of pure fury and the calm breeze of tranquility. If it wasn't for tomorrow, how much would we get done today? Whatever your purpose... embrace it completely. Get lost in the clouds every now and then so you never lose sight of God's wonder.

Hail is just angry rain.

Ba sighed and took out another candle for the lantern. The light from the lamp kept away the forest animals but it could do nothing for Ma's fury. Her resentment seemed to darken with the fading moon.