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“The perpetual movement of the water, rolling from and to unknown destinations, the voices of the sea shield us from the raging furies and shrieking sounds of dystopian surroundings, creating an unwinding veil for stilled happiness, acquainting us with the gentle, cosmic rhythms of an extraneous world. They are a soothing relief and let us listen to the voices of our inner world. ("Voices of the sea" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Some don’t want to be happy, inasmuch as they undergo happiness merely as languor and yawning. They are dissatisfied with a bland and vacuous state of glee and, instead, prefer to keep on running like raging bulls through the whims and quirks of life. In reality, their dissatisfaction is their contentment. ("Happiness blowing in the wind" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“We grow old judging others
And ourselves
Until life humbles us
And makes scared children of us
Longing to hold another’s hand
To hear their kind words
And witness their kind deeds
done on our behalf.
But like children,
We sabotage everything
For nothing satisfies us
Until life crumbles us
And we are no more.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Rage shivered through her, a rage that seemed like it could topple the halls of heaven, then vanished under the knowledge of her own helplessness. Rage was only useful if you were allowed to do anything with it.”
― T. Kingfisher, Nettle & Bone

“We can disagree with one another without being raging, judgmental, spiteful, self-righteous lunatics. Can’t we?”
― Scott Stabile

“I am going mad, she thought, I am in some sort of silent raging grief of which I shall die, everything has gone.”
― Iris Murdoch, The Green Knight

“Elain was staring over Nesta's shoulder.

At Lucien- whose face she had finally taken in.

Dark brown eyes met one eye of russet and one of metal.

Nesta was still weeping, still raging, still inspecting Elain-

Lucien's hands slackened at his sides.

His voice broke as he whispered to Elain, 'You're my mate.'
...
Nesta, however, whirled on him. 'She is no such thing,' she said, and shoved him again.

Lucien didn't move an inch. His face was pale as death as he stared at Elain. My sister said nothing, the iron ring glinting dully on her finger.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“There was a raging storm that night.
We watched the lightning flash
and counted the seconds
‘til the thunder rolled in.”
― David J Fletcher

“The battle raged behind us. In the skies and on the earth and in the sea.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“Don’t do that.â€�

“Don’t do what?� she asks, peering at me with worry etched into every feature on her face.

“Fear a name,� I state, and her head rears back, eyebrows pinching as she frowns at me.

“I’m sorry?�

“If you’re going to be a raging bitch, then be a raging bitch. Don’t hide your true colors out of fear. That’s more distasteful than my dirty boots on your untouched floor.”
― KC Kean

“Don’t do that.â€�

“Don’t do what?� she asks, peering at me with worry etched into every feature on her face.

“Fear a name,� I state, and her head rears back, eyebrows pinching as she frowns at me.

“I’m sorry?�

“If you’re going to be a raging bitch, then be a raging bitch. Don’t hide your true colors out of fear. That’s more distasteful than my dirty boots on your untouched floor.”
― K.C. Kean, Falling Shadows

“Pray less against the storm, and more for strength to withstand its rage.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, These Words Burn Like Fire