Female Rage Quotes

“This is what I saw, in the reflections of the tomb." She whispered it almost to herself, broken-voiced. "It's what the goddess dreamed, but I thought I could prevent it. I thought you would choose the world over yourself."

"I'm far too selfish for that," Lore whispered.”
― Hannah F. Whitten, The Foxglove King

“I was a woman who wasn’t going to take it anymore because I swear, I have taken so much already.”
― Priya Guns, Your Driver Is Waiting

“To put it in conclusion, sir, final girls are the vessel we keep all our hope in. Bad guys don't just die by themselves, I mean. Sometimes they need help in the form of a furie running at them, her mouth open in scream, her eyes white hot, her heart forever pure.”
― Stephen Graham Jones, My Heart Is a Chainsaw

“Una donna può facilmente uccidere per strada, in mezzo alla folla, lo può fare più facilmente di un uomo. La sua violenza sembra un gioco, una parodia, un uso improprio e un po' ridicolo della determinazione maschile a fare il male.”
― Elena Ferrante, The Days of Abandonment

“Girls are cruelest to themselves.”
― Anne Carson, The Glass Essay

“There's some satisfaction in performing, reading the script, wearing the costume, after all. And on the other side of the satisfaction there is rage. The deep and exhausting rage of having fallen for a scam. Because when all is said and done, being beautiful only offers you a temporary haven. A pedestal to fall from.”
― Celine Saintclare, Sugar, Baby

“Women may look harmless on the face, they said, but look at their snake hair and dog crotches and claws. Look at them crouched over a male victim, ready to bite. Beware their ambition, their ugliness, their insatiable hunger, their ferocious rage.”
― Jess Zimmerman, Women and Other Monsters: Building a New Mythology

“Im going to let you rant, because I’m going to die soon anyway. I’ll die hearing this and I’ll die holding it in.”
― Jenny Zhang, My Baby First Birthday

“A blur? Hardly. She'd give anything for a blur.”
― Kat Elle, Epoch

“I'm supposed to feel bad that I'm better now? I'm supposed to cry over a little cut. To what? To make you feel like I'm not a monster. I need to perform my little bit of pain for you so you'll know I'm human?”
― Mona Awad, All's Well

“Nightbitch herself explained that her work was meant to underscore the brutality of motherhood, how a child’s first act is violence against the woman who created it. Yet the mother loves the child with the most powerful love known in this universe”
― Rachel Yoder, Nightbitch

“she had a hard time expressing her anger because she had a hard time owning it. It felt like something outside herself, something that happened to her. And [she] had tried to integrate it, to understand it as part of her rather than an invader, and she never quite managed it.

Until now. Until something that wanted to take it from her strode forward in brilliant, awful light, a slow eclipse that would end in her ending.”
― Hannah Whitten

“The house is certain of just one thing: it won’t go out that way. It will scream, and bleed, and convulse, and even if the only scars it leaves are imprinted on psyches, it will make them all remember.”
― Isobel Aislin, This Thing is Starving

“Una subitanea selvaggia eccitazione la invase, come una improvvisa folata di vento, come una fiamma impetuosa che le divampasse in cuore: e Nancy si coprì il volto con un gemito di creatura ferita. Tutto il rimpianto per il suo ingegno sciupato, tutto lo sdegno contro l'avvilente esistenza, tutto l'odio per la povertà che la mutilava, la schiacciava, l'annichiliva, proruppe in quel lamento, tosto soffocato per non svegliare Anne-Marie che dormiva nella stanza vicina.”
― Annie Vivanti, I divoratori

“Burn your bras. Kill your husbands.”
― Jack Heath, Kill Your Husbands

“I'm not some delicate poppy that you can pluck from the ground, quick to wilt away...A flower you can crush in your fist. I am the saffron that wraps its roots around your neck.”
― Cécile Guillot, Lullaby

“I’m not a pretty bouquet of flowers that one places on the mantelpiece then leaves to wilt. I’m a poisonous flower. A dangerous one. Try to eat her and she will kill you. I won’t let myself be governed by any man, least of all my husband. I need to get out and take back the reins.”
― Cécile Guillot, Lullaby

“Chris, I fell in love with you and you fucking broke me.”
― Zoë Aviya Harris, To Capture a Heart

“He's willing to rip his own teeth out of his mouth just to get out of this room. He has no idea this is just the beginning.”
― Frieda McFadden

“You're lucky the method of your death is not my choice (Shadows of the Crown)”
― Dakota Monroe

“Seemed like it was always the greed of men that undid a successful woman.”
― Erica Waters, The River Has Teeth

“I was cast adrift in my grief & swallowed whole by my rage.”
― Caroline Peckham; Susanne Valenti

“I have never gone down without a fight, and I do not plan to start today. A calm settles over me—ruthless and cold and unending.

If they want a show, I’ll give them one.”
― Olivia M. Geib, The Daughter of Fire & Fury

“It was gross. All those years I’d so neatly compartmentalized things. Tucked Anger away in a box. Folded up my feelings and stowed them in the overhead compartment like a good passenger on the airplane of life. Allowed the rage to simmer only long enough to heat my cheeks but never long enough to burn down the prison I was trapped in.”
― Liana Brooks, All I Want For Christmas Is A Cryptid

“A Good Woman recognizes that you can be good and bad at once. A Good Woman can acknowledge your humanity while recognizing the fact that you also need to die. That's why it's hard to be a Good Woman. That's why we're not all good women, are we, Janet?”
― Ainslie Hogarth, Motherthing

“You light a fire early in your girlhood. You stoke it and tend it. You protect it at all costs. You don't let it rage into a mountain of light, because that's not becoming of a girl. You keep it secret. You let it burn. You look into the eyes of other girls and see their fires flickering there, offer conspiratorial nods, never speak aloud a near-unbearable heat, a growing conflagration.

You tend the flame because if you don't you're stuck, in the cold, on your own, doomed to 'seasonal layers', doomed to 'practicality', doomed to 'this is just the way things are', doomed to 'settling' and 'understanding' and 'reasoning' and 'agreeing' and 'seeing it another way' and 'seeing it his way' and 'seeing it from all the other ways but your own'.”
― Rachel Yoder, Nightbitch

“I want you to know: never before in the history of women, magical or not, have they been more empowered, more in touch with profound universal forces, more capable of summoning by whatever means necessary that which is essential to their evolution and fulfillment.”
― Rachel Yoder, Nightbitch

“No, what disgusted them was that they had no power over me. I no longer fit their ideal of a virgin waiting for them to claim me. That was what repulsed them. That was what they found monstrous. I wasn’t theirs anymore, and I never could be again. Naturally, violence came next.”
― Kiersten White, Lucy Undying