Top Fury Quotes

  • … your grasp, even in fury, would have a charm for me… – Charlotte Bront

    … your grasp, even in fury, would have a charm for me…– Charlotte Bront

  • … my early writing was a silent fury – at what or whom, I had no idea – but I shut it in until it burned my bones and now, I’ve let it out… – John Geddes

    … my early writing was a silent fury – at what or whom, I had no idea – but I shut it in until it burned my bones and now, I’ve let it out…– John Geddes

  • Beware the fury of a patient man. – John Dryden

    Beware the fury of a patient man.– John Dryden

  • Her face a mask of fury and determination. – Jody Hedlund

    Her face a mask of fury and determination.– Jody Hedlund

  • A carpet of despair which lay underneath the levels of fury. – Lionel Shriver

    A carpet of despair which lay underneath the levels of fury.– Lionel Shriver

  • Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. – William Congreve

    Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.– William Congreve

  • When black fury meets white denial, you have the combustible and fundamentally changed race relations we live in today. – Ferial Haffajee

    When black fury meets white denial, you have the combustible and fundamentally changed race relations we live in today.– Ferial Haffajee

  • You can’t imagine the white-hot fury someone who can’t sleep has toward the beautiful dreamer beside him. – Karen Joy Fowler

    You can’t imagine the white-hot fury someone who can’t sleep has toward the beautiful dreamer beside him.– Karen Joy Fowler

  • Must I at length the Sword of Justice draw?Oh curst Effects of necessary Law!How ill my Fear they by my Mercy scan,Beware the Fury of a Patient Man. – John Dryden

    Must I at length the Sword of Justice draw?Oh curst Effects of necessary Law!How ill my Fear they by my Mercy scan,Beware the Fury of a Patient Man.– John Dryden

  • Such indeed was her image, that neither could Shakespeare describe, nor Hogarth paint, nor Clive act, a fury in higher perfection. – Henry Fielding

    Such indeed was her image, that neither could Shakespeare describe, nor Hogarth paint, nor Clive act, a fury in higher perfection.– Henry Fielding