Quotes About Outrage

Brazil is a dump.

Is the patience of the American people that long suffering? Is there no outrage left in the country?

Bottom 10 Percent progressives are not enthusiastic about concentrations of wealth. But that's not what keeps them up at night. Their focus is on deprivation and lack of opportunity. They're motivated by empathy for people who are suffering, rather than outrage over unjustified wealth.

I'm attracted to artists like Frida Kahlo, because her work was her life, her questions, her outrage, her suffering, her pain. Everything is in her work.

When was the last time you were super offended? I might be like, 'That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard!' Or, 'It's not my thing,' or, 'It was a stupid joke.' But there's such a sensitivity now. Political correctness has become really insidious.

I knew that they were about to attack the man and I was both afraid and angry, repelled and fascinated. I both wanted it and feared the consequences, was outraged and angered at what I saw and yet surged with fear; not for the man or of the consequences of an attack, but of what the sight of violence might release in me. And beneath it all there boiled up all the shock-absorbing phrases that I had learned all my life. I seemed to totter on the edge of a great dark hole.

A mob is a society of bodies voluntarily bereaving themselves of reason, and traversing its work. The mob is man voluntarily descending to the nature of the beast. Its fit hour of activity is night. Its actions are insane like its whole constitution; it persecutes a principle; it would whip a right; it would tar and feather justice, by inflicting fire and outrage upon the houses and persons of those who have these.

Mom was furious at the way people abandoned their pets in the country—"As if animals aren't human, too.

Jenny gaped at the rather comic spectacle, unable to believe her own eyes until Friar Gregory was so close she could actually see the stricken expression on his face. Rounding on her husband, sputtering in her furious indignation, she burst out, You—you madman! You've stolen a priest this time! You've actually done it! You've stolen a priest right out of a holy priory!

La cólera ante la injusticia se llama indignación.

La indignación puede definirse como un sentimiento de cólera ante la injusticia. Cuando sentimos una oleada de ácido clorhídrico en el estómago, cuando se nos va la voz o nos ponemos rojos de la rabia, cuando no podemos pegar el ojo pensando en lo que nos hicieron, cuando una fuerza interior desconocida nos impide olvidar, es probable, aunque no definitivo, que estemos frente a un derecho vital.

I might as well forget the formal legal process: this was where I was being tried, by these thousands and thousands of people who had nothing at stake and who were enjoying every moment of their own outrage. It was completely beyond my control.

Experience had taught me that innocence seldom utters outraged shrikes. Guilt does. Innocence is a mighty shield, and the man or woman covered by it, is much more likely to answer calmly: 'My life is blameless. Look into it, if you like, for you will find nothing.' That is the tone of innocence.

Stick it up your crack, you warped son of a mutant b*tch!

This site sucks garbage bags full of dicks.

Dear Eldritch Snitch. I slap you with the satin glove of righteous wrath! From what noxious nest of nattering nincompoopery do you release your rancorous roosters of rumor...

President Jefferson and the members of the current Congress. Whenever the man commits some new act meriting opprobrium, even outrage, his henchmen in the Congress scurry about like mad to search out arguments to make it sound as though what he has done is not just legal, but is somehow congruent with his political philosophy.

Asking a question whose echo has been heard each time America went to war since, Goldman said, "How else is the world to take America seriously when democracy at home is daily being outraged, free speech suppressed, and peaceable assemblies broken up by overbearing and brutal gangsters in uniform?

Why, if Daniel Haws was to take out his naked cock and shake it in your face, you'd die of apoplexy.

Together with this outrage we may take the mutilation of the novel called The Search at the exact point where the author upholds, or appears for the moment to uphold, the doctrine that loyalty to the abstract truth must override all personal considerations;

You barbarians!' he yelled. 'I'll sue the council for every penny it's got! I'll have you hung, drawn and quartered! And whipped! And boiled...until...until...until...until you've had enough.' Ford was running after him. Very very fast. 'And then I will do it again!' yelled Arthur, 'And when I've finished I will take all the little bits, and I will jump on them!

You barbarians!" he yelled. "I'll sue the council for every penny it's got! I'll have you hung, drawn and quartered! And whipped! And boiled … until … until … until you've had enough." Ford was running after him very fast. Very very fast. "And then I will do it again!" yelled Arthur. "And when I've finished I will take all the little bits, and I will jump on them!

The President in particular is very much a figurehead – he wields no real power whatsoever. He is apparently chosen by the government, but the qualities he is required to display are not those of leadership but those of finely judged outrage. For this reason the President is always a controversial choice, always an infuriating but fascinating character.

That light of outrage is the light of history