Rage with panache.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Rage has such focus. It can't go on forever, but it's invigorating.
Rage is exciting, but leaves me confused and exhausted.
I'm in a rage all of the time.
Woes and wonders of Power, that tonic hell, synthesis of poison and panacea.
The condition of rage is one in which I find myself starting my day - once I see the news headlines.
I have a lot of rage about things that didn't happen to me, tied up with watching an immigrant, working-class father struggle to make his way through the world - and seeing how society was modeled to keep him in his place.
I don't have life rage anymore.
Everybody has to write out of rage sometimes.
I think rage is so ugly.
It's not rage that drives me, it's competition.