Rage Quote by Junot Díaz

“She crooned on until her cigarette was gone. The ash in the wind blew around us like hesitant snow.”

— Hannah Lillith Assadi

“Her laugh. The way she smoked before she gave up. Smoke trickling up her nostrils. Spokes of smoke when she spoke.”

— Craig Raine

“She was plagued again by the feeling that the room in which she stood, the earth on which it was built, and the universe…

— Dean Koontz

“She was like the dust that clung to his shirt. She was in the silences that had become so frequent at the house, silences…

— Khaled Hosseini

“She lay on her back in bed for a long time thinking and when she returned to school an hour early she was beyond…

— Anonymous

“She felt dirty, ugly and tired. She felt like a marshmallow heading into a house fire armed with chocolate and graham crackers.”

— Benjamin R. Smith

“She was shot dead, in cold blood," he said bitterly. I could see we were in for a long night. I got out my…

— Philip Kerr

“She sort of had a mushroom childhood.' 'A what?' 'She was plunked down in the dark and fed a lot of bullshit.”

— Dana Marie Bell

“It was so bitter and sad, looking for safety in the person least likely to give it to you. Like drinking salt water, she…

— J. Courtney Sullivan

“If she was on the porch when we passed, we would be raked by her wrathful gaze, subjected to ruthless interrogation regarding our behaviour,…

— Harper Lee

“Rage and despair shook her for minutes or hours. She was unaware of the passage of time. Finally spent, she retreated inward and collapsed…

— V.S. Kemanis

“She put a cigarette in her mouth and lit it, tasting the familiar taste of nicotine, smoke, and impending lung cancer. It felt good.…

— Mike Omer