„Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.“

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welsský básník a spisovatel 1914 - 1953
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„Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.“

—  Dylan Thomas, Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
" Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night http://www.internal.org/view_poem.phtml?poemID=92" (1952)

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„Rage—Goddess, sing the rage of Peleus' son Achilles“

—  Homér Ancient Greek epic poet, author of the Iliad and the Odyssey 750
Context: Rage—Goddess, sing the rage of Peleus' son Achilles, murderous, doomed, that cost the Achaeans countless losses, hurling down to the House of Death so many sturdy souls, great fighters' souls, but made their bodies carrion, feasts for the dogs and birds. I. 1–5 (tr. Robert Fagles).

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„Though deep, yet clear; though gentle, yet not dull;
Strong without rage; without o'erflowing, full.“

—  John Denham English poet and courtier 1615 - 1669
Context: Oh, could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear; though gentle, yet not dull; Strong without rage; without o'erflowing, full. Cooper's Hill, Line 189.

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„As if the blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world.“

—  Albert Camus French author and journalist 1913 - 1960
Context: For the first time in a long time I thought about Maman. I felt as if I understood why at the end of her life she had taken a 'fiancé,' why she had played at beginning again. Even there, in that home where lives were fading out, evening was a kind of wistful respite. So close to death, Maman must have felt free then and ready to live it all again. Nobody, nobody had the right to cry over her. And I felt ready to live it all again too. As if the blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself — so like a brother, really — I felt I had been happy and that I was happy again. For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate. Variant translation: I, too, felt ready to start life all over again. It was as if that great rush of anger had washed me clean, emptied me of hope, and, gazing up at the dark sky spangled with its signs and stars, for the first time, the first, I laid my heart open to the benign indifference of the universe. To feel it so like myself, indeed, so brotherly, made me realize that I’d been happy, and that I was happy still. For all to be accomplished, for me to feel less lonely, all that remained to hope was that on the day of my execution there should be a huge crowd of spectators and that they should greet me with howls of execration. As translated by Stuart Gilbert

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„It looked as if a night of dark intent was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage…“

—  Robert Frost American poet 1874 - 1963
Context: You could not tell, and yet it looked as if The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff, The cliff in being backed by continent; It looked as if a night of dark intent Was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage. There would be more than ocean-water broken Before God's last Put out the Light was spoken. " Once by the Pacific http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/once-by-the-pacific-2/" (1928)

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„Shine forth, thou star of poets, and with rage,
Or influence, chide, or cheer the drooping stage,
Which, since thy flight from hence, hath mourn'd like night,
And despairs day, but for thy volumes light.“

—  Ben Jonson English writer 1572 - 1637
Context: Sweet swan of Avon! what a sight it were To see thee in our water yet appear, And make those flights upon the banks of Thames, That so did take Eliza, and our James. But stay, I see thee in the hemisphere Advanc'd, and made a constellation there! Shine forth, thou star of poets, and with rage, Or influence, chide, or cheer the drooping stage, Which, since thy flight from hence, hath mourn'd like night, And despairs day, but for thy volumes light. Lines 71 - 80

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„I'm a raging success as a failure.“

—  Tod A American musician 1965
"7th Avenue Static", Psychopharmacology(July 10, 2001).

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„Rage supplies arms.“

—  Virgil Ancient Roman poet -70 - -19 př. n. l.
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