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Last updated on April 16, 2025.
Rage is a short-lived fury.
Powerless rage can work miracles.
Rage is essentially vulgar. — © Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Rage is essentially vulgar.
In the Sixties, conglomerates were all the rage.
If you put a real leaf and a silk leaf side by side, youll see something of the difference between Homers poetry and anyone elses. There seem to be real leaves still alive in the Iliad, real animals, real people, real light attending everything.
I'm in a rage all of the time.
I used to have a road-rage issue.
I save the rage for the stage.
Rage has such focus. It can't go on forever, but it's invigorating.
Everybody has to write out of rage sometimes.
What we fear we often rage against.
I'm terrible for road rage.
A fever is an expression of inner rage. — © Julia Roberts
A fever is an expression of inner rage.
Statues of sports stars are all the rage - especially in baseball.
Some of my stuff, I realize is just rage.
If you put a real leaf and a silk leaf side by side, you'll see something of the difference between Homer's poetry and anyone else's. There seem to be real leaves still alive in the 'Iliad,' real animals, real people, real light attending everything.
It's not rage that drives me, it's competition.
The abandoned infant's cry is rage, not fear.
The easiest and most accessible emotion is rage.
Rage is mental imbecility.
Deaf rage that hears no leader.
Rage is exciting, but leaves me confused and exhausted.
I don't have life rage anymore.
Let's say someone has experienced a violent trauma or betrayal: a child has been raped by a parent or has witnessed the destruction of someone he loves or has been so traumatized by the possibility of beatings and punishments that he's afraid to act. If the trauma is great enough, that person's life may become frozen, emotionally frozen even though he still gets up in the morning, is busy all day, and goes to bed at night. But there's this empty space that begins to fill with rage, rage toward everyone - the perpetrator, the people in the world who haven't suffered, even toward himself. (174)
I think rage is so ugly.
Creative writing teachers should be purged until every last instructor who has uttered the words 'Write what you know' is confined to a labor camp. Please, talented scribblers, write what you don't. The blind guy with the funny little harp who composed The Iliad, how much combat do you think he saw?
Depression is rage spread thin.
The genuine remains of Ossian, or those ancient poems which bear his name, though of less fame and extent, are, in many respects,of the same stamp with the Iliad itself. He asserts the dignity of the bard no less than Homer, and in his era, we hear of no other priest than he.
I cut off your hand. I have been living with your grief and your rage and your pain ever since. I don't think-I don't think I had felt anything for a long time before that, but those emotions at least were familiar to me. Love I am not familiar with. I didn't recognize that feeling until I thought I had lost you in Ephrata. And when I thought I was losing you a second time, I realized I would give up anything to keep you-my lip service to other gods, but my pride, too, and my rage at all gods, everything for you.
Rage is fine as long as it doesn't deteriorate into bitterness.
The stories of the first refugees that I ever came across in literature - that lots of people ever came across - were in 'The Iliad': the escape of Aeneas with his father on his back, the Trojans, from their burning city, and the defeat of their kingdom and what they had to do to try and find safety.
There is no sport in hate where all the rage Is on one side.
If atoms do, by chance, happen to combine themselves into so many shapes, why have they never combined together to form a house or a slipper? By the same token, why do we not believe that if innumerable letters of the Greek alphabet were poured all over the market-place they would eventually happen to form the text of the Iliad?
Rage can be so common it turns ambient.
You know what's the rage this year? ...Hats.
...science and violence turned silence to rage.
I absolutely feel that Rage failed.
And die of nothing but a rage to live. — © Alexander Pope
And die of nothing but a rage to live.
Servility always curdles into rage in the end.
Free will...it's all the rage these days
Rage is for little wrongs; despair is dumb.
There's always something to rage about, right?
To rage and mock is gentlemanly, to grumble and whine is not.
So let the storm rage. Let the storm rage.
Rage with panache.
I have a confession to make. The love affair of my life has been with the Greek language. I have now reached the age when it has occurred to me that I may have read some books for the last time. I suddenly thought that there are books I cannot bear not to read again before I die. One that stands out a mile is Homer's Iliad.
Their rage supplies them with weapons.
Every great literature has always been allegorical - allegorical of some view of the whole universe. The 'Iliad' is only great because all life is a battle, the 'Odyssey' because all life is a journey, the Book of Job because all life is a riddle.
How long will the heathens rage? — © Elizabeth Cady Stanton
How long will the heathens rage?
Pretension may sit still, but cannot act. Pretension never feigned an act of real greatness. Pretension never wrote an Iliad, nordrove back Xerxes, nor christianized the world, nor abolished slavery.
My mood altered and the pain turned to rage.
We need a father to rage against.
Boredom is rage spread thin.
Rage is to writers what water is to fish.
Nothing can allay the rage of biting envy.
In Homer and Chaucer there is more of the innocence and serenity of youth than in the more modern and moral poets. The Iliad is not Sabbath but morning reading, and men cling to this old song, because they still have moments of unbaptized and uncommitted life, which give them an appetite for more.
Dancing is a frenzyand a rage.
Let not your rage or malice destroy a life.
We musicians, like everyone else, are numb with sorrow at this murder, and with rage at the senselessness of the crime. But this sorrow and rage will not inflame us to seek retribution; rather they will inflame our art. Our music will never again be quite the same. This will be our reply to violence: to make music more intensely, more beautifully, more devotedly than ever before. And with each note we will honor the spirit of John Kennedy, commemorate his courage, and reaffirm his faith in the Triumph of the Mind.
We tried not to age, but time had its rage.
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