When people have been traumatized, they are stuck in paralysis-the immobility reaction or abrupt explosions of rage.
Nostalgia is a product of dissatisfaction and rage. It´s a settling of grievances between the present and the past.
Do what you say you will do.
The rage of the oppressed is never the same as the rage of the privileged.
I know well that the greater and more beautiful the work is, the more terrible will be the storms that rage against it.
Hate and anger and disappointment and rage can be channeled in music into the most positive place.
The foolish race of mankind are swarming below in the night; they shriek and rage and quarrel - and all of them are right.
I really feel our job as actors is to find a human experience in the character. So, for me, genre comes second; it's about script and the emotional journey of that character. Genre definitely has an impact, but it has more of an impact on the way the character is expressed. We all have the same core emotions of love, jealousy, rage - it's just how they're expressed.
I'd say our ability to supersize emotions are American-made special effects. In European countries, people mostly stay close to home and whatever rage there is simmers under the surface - it's what made the plays of Shakespeare and Harold Pinter so good.
I used to have a road-rage issue.
Quarrel? Nonsense; we have not quarreled. If one is not to get into a rage sometimes, what is the good of being friends?
Some of my stuff, I realize is just rage.
If you have rage and righteously act it out and blame it all on others, it's really you who suffers. The other people and the environment suffer also, but you suffer more because you're being eaten up inside with rage, causing you to hate yourself more and more
Hot flush, raging bluch. Ice flash, instant crash.
In challenging a kzin, a simple scream of rage is sufficient. You scream and you leap.
Even if someone is overcome with rage, it takes amazing arrogance to kill.
Greatness, thou gaudy torment of out souls, The wise man's fetter, and the rage of fools.
I rage against Vincent van Gogh for needing to die at 37, after painting for only ten years.
One must look at what impiety hates, what puts it in a rage, what it attacks always, everywhere, and with fury - that will be the truth.
Oppressed persons, oppressed cultures, tend to be more political, obviously, as are those with a rage for justice, or the crazy messianic desire.