I think there is this rage on campuses about Donald Trump and – as someone who has written pretty explicitly about my disapproval of Trump – I can sympathize with that.
This anti-cop sentiment from this hateful ideology called Black Lives Matter has fueled this rage against the American police officer.
‘Red Lanterns’ is obviously about rage, but more it’s about how rage affects people – alien and human. I’ll be getting into the characters of some of those insane Red Lanterns whom we’ve generally only seen spitting vomit in the background.
Oklahoma residents are known for not backing down from a fight in the political arena, on the gridiron, NBA courts or rodeo arenas, but in their reaction to the bombing, they knew intuitively they would not find restoration in rage.
My father was always so mingled with rage at his life.
And die of nothing but a rage to live.
Nowadays the rage for possession has got to such a pitch that there is nothing in the realm of nature, whether sacred or profane, out of which profit cannot be squeezed.
I get in a temper with inanimate objects. I can’t bear plastic. I do get in a complete rage with something that’s been shrink-wrapped.
A fever is an expression of inner rage.
The love of power, like the love of money, increases with the possession of it; and we know in what ruin these baneful passions have involved human societies in all ages when they have been let loose and suffered to rage uncontrolled – There is no restraint like the pervading eye of the virtuous citizens.
It’s a very difficult thing for people to accept, seeing women act out anger on the screen. We’re more accustomed to seeing men expressing rage and women crying.
I’m terrible for road rage.
It would be impossible to estimate how much time and energy we invest in trying to fix, change and deny our emotions – especially the ones that shake us at our very core, like hurt, jealousy, loneliness, shame, rage and grief.
Rage only works if it is justified. That’s the trick with rage. You gotta have a reason to be mad.
Familiarity is all the rage. And if you’re doing something that doesn’t have its rhythms preset, you know, everybody’s a little bit uncomfortable.
The new rage is to say that the government is the cause of all our problems, and if only we had no government, we’d have no problems. I can tell you, that contradicts evidence, history, and common sense.
Servility always curdles into rage in the end.
Whenever democracy has fallen into a crisis, the Korean people have sprung up in rage.
Oh rage! Oh despair! Oh age, my enemy!
Once blood is shed in a national quarrel reason and right are swept aside by the rage of angry men.
I think that there are artists of different genres whose calling is to use their art to hope to affect and better the human condition – whether it’s System of a Down, or Rage Against the Machine, or Public Enemy, or the Clash, Bruce Springsteen, or Pete Seeger. It’s a group that I’m proud to be counted among.
At best the family teaches the finest things human beings can learn from one another generosity and love. But it is also, all too often, where we learn nasty things like hate, rage and shame.
It’s not rage that drives me, it’s competition.
I like people and get along, and I’m afraid to express my anger and my rage.
How happy had it been for me had I been slain in the battle. It had been far more noble to have died the victim of the enemy than fall a sacrifice to the rage of my friends.
The thing I remember most about having a tantrum is not the rage during the tantrum, but the being freaked out afterwards, and embarrassed, and guilty. It’s scary to lose control of yourself.
I think there’s a tendency for actors like myself, and I don’t mean to generalize myself, but I’ve played ‘men’s men,’ if you will, characters that are simmering rage and calculated. There’s a trend not to play anything that is opposed to that.
People are more afraid of black unity than black rage.
Let us go forth with fear and courage and rage to save the world.
I’m really busted up over this and I’m very, very sorry to those people in the audience, the blacks, the Hispanics, whites – everyone that was there that took the brunt of that anger and hate and rage and how it came through.
I know that in my family there are histories of violence that are internal family things and that are oftentimes dealt with internally. By internally, I mean inside the family group, but also partly inside ourselves. You know, self-hatred and hostility and rage and this cycle that won’t break.
I know I probably have a lot of rage in me that I don’t show. But I’m not about to wallow in it or reveal it.
There’s a roller derby girl that goes by that name, ‘Nerd Rage,’ and she named herself after my album.
Intimidation is an unusual animal: it’s a lot about body language and understanding the human psyche. Knowing that usually a direct stare will crush most human souls, and that’s just the basic gist of it… The soul-crushing stare, the fatherly disappointment, mixed with a little bit of hate and rage – you’re on your way.
I was raised in a family where none of us ever raised a voice, so there was no room to express feelings of rage or even unabashed joy – a little bashed joy, here or there, or being mildly disgruntled.
Trump gives progressives a way to channel whatever guilt they might have – whether from preventing homebuilding, benefitting from unfair taxes and pensions, or depriving black and Latino students the teacher quality and school funding they need – into a sanctimonious tribal rage against Republican racism.
Of the seven deadly sins, anger has long been the one with the best box of costumes. When the guy in the next car rages at you, he’s dangerous. When you rage at him, you’re just. We can usually recognize the results of anger, especially in others, as destructive and evil.
Most women who go public with #MeToo stories are fearful for obvious reasons. There is the pain of reliving traumatic experiences. There is the rage of not being believed.
I have lived a life that has been beautiful and painful at some moments. But I am convinced others can learn how to control a certain kind of rage that bubbles up in many Americans, particularly, but not limited to, women, blacks, and other minorities.
At Moscow’s Bolshoi Ballet Academy, I studied under a brilliant and fiery teacher. This tiny, stuttering old man flew into a rage if his students’ white socks failed to reach mid-calf level. Nor could he tolerate floppy hair. We wore hairnets to class – an athletic brigade of short order cooks.
Few of us will forget the wail of mingled grief, rage and horror which rose from the camp when the Indians returned to it and recognized their slaughtered warriors, women, and children.
Musicians of any era – whether it be The Beatles, the Rolling Stones, Rage Against the Machine, or, of course, Madonna – will inspire fashion. And we, in turn, will inspire them.
There are the tears of rage when books get praised when they’re so obviously garbage. But then there are so many more that continue to move me: the end of ‘Paradise Lost,’ ‘The Ruined Cottage’ by Wordsworth, Prospero’s ‘Our revels now are ended’ speech near the end of ‘The Tempest.’
In the public eye, being a victim of past injustices does not win the right to propagate current and future ones, and that’s intolerable to those in charge of the race industry today, whose power relies on maintaining forever a latent rage that can be turned on and off at the will of the nation’s elites.
I’m a bit of an expert on anger, having suffered from it all through my youth, when I was both brunt and font. It’s certainly the most miserable state to be in but it’s also tremendously gratifying, really – rage feels justified.
Performance poetry is not one genre. Some chant, sing and dance. Some stand rooted to the spot and stare. Some chat their way in and out of their poems like stand-ups. Some confess, some rage. Some play with words, some talk plain. The point is, it’s live and in the moment.
I think everybody had this weird mix of pubescent rage and sadness, and just pure mania and joy. It’s a really weird time.
I was a woman writing at the early moment when small drops of worried resentment and noble rage were secretly, slowly building into the second wave of the women’s movement. I didn’t know my small-drop presence or usefulness in this accumulation.
I am livid with rage, sitting here in chains through this mad war which kills any meaning of life… My nerves are shattered and my mind darkened.
The condition of rage is one in which I find myself starting my day – once I see the news headlines.
Blacks who lack a proper killing rage are merely victims.
In the days when corporate downsizing was all the rage, Wall Street took a lot of flak for judging companies too harshly and setting the bar for corporate performance so high that executives felt their only option was to slash payrolls.
‘Rage’ is the word that most often attaches itself to the Tea Party movement, and it’s true that, from the outside looking in, their public demonstrations appear to be more enraged than any political events in America since the race riots and anti-war protests of the 1960s.
With Facebook, you’re not really allowed to be unhappy. Think about it: There’s only a like button. Yes, you can be angry, but it’s only lighthearted rage. On Reddit, perhaps because you can be anonymous, people are willing to be openly sad or angry. They are more honest.
