Quotes About Rage

If the Islamic world is so suffused with rage and hatred of us - for our wars, occupations, drone attacks, support of Israel, decadent culture, and tolerance of insults to Islam and the Prophet - why should we call for free elections, when the people will use those elections to vote into power rulers hostile to the United States?

What was rage but a cover for some secret fragility, some sorrow?

If the borderline rage that had fueled me for so long was torn down and taken away, would there be anything left? Or would it take the life, the spirit, right out of me? I was daunted by the prospect of letting go without a clear idea of what would emerge in the old framework's place.

But remember, anger cannot be fought with anger. Rage cannot be fought with rage. No amount of signal processing can cancel out suffering, or craving, or aversion. If you want to help a mind – or a world – find peace, do exactly that. Help it find peace.

It's important that you don't continue to ignore or accept rages. Realize that extreme rage directed at you or your children is verbal and emotional abuse. Even if you think you can handle it, over time it can erode your self-esteem and poison the relationship. Seek support immediately.

Rage is fear untethered by caution.

Studies have been done on people who believe in conspiracies. Clinical paranoia, plus nonspecific rage, are two common components. Crazy and angry: a dangerous combination.

Never before has a civilization reached such a degree of a contempt for life; never before has a generation, drowned in mortification, felt such a rage to live.

discharge by death- in this technotyrannical society. I say this:- the youths now come of age, filled with hate, anger and rage, all learned and conditioned behaviors from adults, as they discharge by death upon the world's technotyrannical stage. they all see death as a way of life. How foolish?

Fury itself supplies arms.

We may overcompensate for our feelings of powerlessness by attempting to control and manipulate other people and our environment. Or we may eventually burst forth with uncontrolled rage that is highly exaggerated and distorted by its long suppression.

The rage of someone who continues to strive so hard and work so hard but is interrupted every day by society, by racism, by white supremacy, by the patriarchy - how can you not feel empathy?

A lot of the things I loved the most growing up were, on the surface, kind of challenging or impenetrable. I loved Andy Kaufman, and half his shows, people would walk out in a rage. I love punk rock, which is notoriously music that doesn't always sound very inviting or appealing but, I think, unquestionably has the most heart, the most integrity.

when exactly do the abuses that have been tolerated for so long become intolerable? When does the fear evaporate and the rage generate action that produces joy?

Being shut down from our grief and rage deprives us of living our emotional and creative power. The practice of Swamping gives us that power back. We admit and embody the rupture. We roll around on the floor, rend our garments, throw our bodies into it. We experience and savor the full range of our feelings. If we want to live healthy lives as women, we need the space to grieve our asses off as often as we feel moved. Swamping gives us that opportunity.

furiosant, for there was certainly more of the mad bull

People are sheep, Ringil raged. Moronic fucking sheep.

Rage at injustice is a forest fire — it jumps all divides, even those between generations.

They went wild. I raised my eyes to their faces in the gloom and saw the thin skin of civilization stripped away, the rage laid out like raw flesh beneath.

He storms down in savage joy, to meet all the waiting blades and hate.

Yukio was angry because he was. Because he was an asshole male with delusions of status just like Dad, just like the rest of them, and I'd humiliated him in front of Plex and Tanaseda. Because he was an asshole male just like the rest of them, in fact, and rage was the default setting.

This ought to have given him a whole storetank of existential rage, but somehow it didn't;

Habíamos juzgado filosóficamente evidente que el suicidio era un derecho de cualquier persona libre: un acto lógico frente a una enfermedad terminal o la senilidad; una acción heroica frente a la tortura o la muerte evitable de otros; un acto elegante en la rabia del amor contrariado.

Often, the human animal dresses terror in rage, and expresses both in a way unlike either.