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“Anger was beautiful, because its core was the absence of all doubt. When anger wrapped you up in yourself and you knew that you were right and righteous—that the very universe was in agreement with you—at that moment you were a god, and anyone who crossed you or disagreed with you was worse than wrong, they were heretics, apostates, twisted in the very womb.”
― Greg Keyes, Lord of Souls

“Never low key...loud and anxious at its best.”
― Knisztina

“An angry enemy is a conquered enemy”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, The Great Pearl of Wisdom

“I'll turn into a god of pain and disease and build an altar to you from the bones of your murderer. Their suffering will be my first odes, and they will not end until I feel satisfied that even dead, resting wherever you are resting, you can hear the pain of the idiot that thought your death would go unavenged.”
― Ayize Jama-Everett, The Liminal People

“I forgive you. But just because I forgive you doesn't mean I want to continue to be your friend. It doesn't even mean I respect you as a man because you are not. You are a miserably scared little boy who can't tell when to let go and when to hold on. You will never be worth my time nor my friendship.”
― Rebecca David

“Anger is intimately involved with both military prowess and loyalty: it provides the kind of psychic energy necessary to perform brutal acts, and so is bound up with success on the battlefield. But it also involves a socially constructed notion of worth, which is a focus for honour. When Plato argues in Republic Book IV that the characteristic emotion of an honour-lover is anger (thumos), he is recognising how central to the world of honour anger really is.”
― C.D.C. Reeve

“There are different kinds of anger. There is the kind that flares bright, like a fire devouring dry wood â€� an anger that dies as quickly as it ignites. There is the kind that takes its time to rise, but leaves devastation in its wake when it does. And then, there is the anger that is always there, in the pit of your belly â€� gnawing, biting and twisting â€� and reminding you of its presence every waking moment. This is the kind that can kill you, if given enough time.”
― Sam J. Charlton, The Citadel of Lies

“I didn't just feel it; I recorded each and every sensation. I can replicate each one. I will. I'll play it back plus ten for the pastardthat caused my love to fall. And before they go down, I'll wet the concrete with their brain mattter. I'll explode their marrow out of their bones and make a mess of their capillaries. I'll make a paste of their eyes, Yasmine, I promise. I'll make them bleed from their ears and turn their digestive system against them. They'll digest their own organs. I'll increase their pain receptors so that their clothes feel like sandpaper. I'll make their own breath soun d like a DC-10 is landing in their chest. I'll fill their longs with every excessive fluid in their body I can find. I'll make a decomposing mess of them, I swear I will. They'll pray to gods they don't belive in for the pain to end before I explode each taste bud in their mough and inflame their genitals with the stray parasites they immune system usually fights off.”
― Ayize Jama-Everett, The Liminal People

“I felt rippling wheat field and crows circling within me. I was a vase of sunflowers ready to spit seeds like weapons at the world. I understood how a man could be mad enough to slice off his own ear, just to get back the person he loved most in the world.”
― Jodi Baker, Trust

“Some fights are good...
Coz' angry people speak truth...!”
― Kankane Rakhi Surendra

“... anger was washing through me like a tidal force.”
― Soraya Chemaly, Rage Becomes Her: The Power of Women's Anger

“Why doesn’t anyone care? Why can’t they acknowledge our hell? It’s people like us who are driven to madness out of lack apathy from others, and when we want to return the favor, you all cry out “evil!â€�...Why?..Why must we suffer like this?..”
― Luis Quintanilla-Jimenez

“Control your anger, before your anger starts controlling you”
― Atef Ashab Uddin Sahil

“Anger is a strenuous sentiment. I never waste it willy-nilly on insects.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Woman Over World: The Novel

“Old anger is retrievable, you know. But it’s up to us to destroy their blood-sucking pathology.”
― Franciska Soares, They Whisper in my Blood