Rant Quotes

“Fuck this.
Fuck this wondering. Fuck this trying and trying. Fuck this belief that two people can become one ideal. Fuck this helplessness. Fuck this waiting for something to happen that probably won't ever happen.”
― David Levithan, Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist

“I didn't let her go. She went. It's not my fault.
She did it.
She could undo it.
This is feeling so fucking famliar.
Why do we even bother? Why do we make ourselves so open to such easy damage? Is it all loneliness? Is it all fear? Of is it just to experience those narcotic moments of belonging with someone else?”
― David Levithan, Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist

“Know that...there's plenty of food and of course popcorn on the dining-room table. Just...help yourself. If that runs out just let me know. Don't panic. And there's coffee, both caff and decaf, and soft drinks and juice in the kitchen, and plenty of ice in the freezer so...let me know if you have any questions with that.' And lastly, since I have you all here in one place, I have something to share with you. Along the garden ways just now...I too heard the flowers speak. They told me that our family garden has all but turned to sand. I want you to know I've watered and nurtured this square of earth for nearly twenty years, and waited on my knees each spring for these gentle bulbs to rise, reborn. But want does not bring such breath to life. Only love does. The plain, old-fashioned kind. In our family garden my husband is of the genus Narcissus , which includes daffodils and jonquils and a host of other ornamental flowers. There is, in such a genus of man, a pervasive and well-known pattern of grandiosity and egocentrism that feeds off this very kind of evening, this type of glitzy generosity. People of this ilk are very exciting to be around. I have never met anyone with as many friends as my husband. He made two last night at Carvel. I'm not kidding. Where are you two? Hi. Hi, again. Welcome. My husband is a good man, isn't he? He is. But in keeping with his genus, he is also absurdly preoccupied with his own importance, and in staying loyal to this, he can be boastful and unkind and condescending and has an insatiable hunger to be seen as infallible. Underlying all of the constant campaigning needed to uphold this position is a profound vulnerability that lies at the very core of his psyche. Such is the narcissist who must mask his fears of inadequacy by ensuring that he is perceived to be a unique and brilliant stone. In his offspring he finds the grave limits he cannot admit in himself. And he will stop at nothing to make certain that his child continually tries to correct these flaws. In actuality, the child may be exceedingly intelligent, but has so fully developed feelings of ineptitude that he is incapable of believing in his own possibilities. The child's innate sense of self is in great jeopardy when this level of false labeling is accepted. In the end the narcissist must compensate for this core vulnerability he carries and as a result an overestimation of his own importance arises. So it feeds itself, cyclically. And, when in the course of life they realize that their views are not shared or thier expectations are not met, the most common reaction is to become enraged. The rage covers the fear associated with the vulnerable self, but it is nearly impossible for others to see this, and as a result, the very recognition they so crave is most often out of reach. It's been eighteen years that I've lived in service to this mindset. And it's been devastating for me to realize that my efforts to rise to these standards and demands and preposterous requests for perfection have ultimately done nothing but disappoint my husband. Put a person like this with four developing children and you're gonna need more than love poems and ice sculpture to stay afloat. Trust me. So. So, we're done here.”
― Joshua Braff, The Unthinkable Thoughts of Jacob Green

“That's the problem with this whole country. Fucking vast prosperity. No one has any real problems anymore. Ninety percent of the damn politicians in this town either think there's no war on terror, or if we'd just be nice to these zealots they'll leave us alone. Well, that ain't going to fucking happen. The Huns are circling, and we're sitting around arguing about gay rights and prayer and guns and global warming and all kinds of bullshit. These idiots will eventually wake up to the threat, but by then it might be too late. (Stan Hurley)”
― Vince Flynn, Extreme Measures

“I'd like to start this week with a request, and this one goes out to the followers of the three Abrahamic religions: the Muslims, Christians, and Jews. It's just a little thing, really, but do you think that when you've finished smashing up the world and blowing each other to bits and demanding special privileges while you do it, do you think that maybe the rest of us could sort of have our planet back? I wouldn't ask, but I'm starting to think that there must be something written in the special books that each of you so enjoy referring to that it's ok to behave like special, petulant, pugnacious, pricks.

Forgive the alliteration, but your persistent, power-mad punch-ups are pissing me off. It's mainly the extremists obviously, but not exclusively. It's a lot of 'main-streamers' as well. Let me give you an example of what I'm talking about.

Muslims: listen up my bearded and veily friends! Calm down, ok? Stop blowing stuff up. Not everything that said about you is an attack on the prophet Mohammed and Allah that needs to end in the infidel being destroyed. Have a cup of tea, put on a Cat Stevens record, sit down and chill out. I mean seriously, what's wrong with a strongly-worded letter to The Times?

Christians: you and your churches don't get to be millionaires while other people have nothing at all. They're your bloody rules; either stick to them or abandon the faith. And stop persecuting and killing people you judge to be immoral. Oh, and stop pretending you're celibate -- it's a cover-up for being a gay or a nonce. Right, that's two ticked off.

Jews! I know you're god's 'Chosen People' and the rest of us are just whatever, but when Israel behaves like a violent, psychopathic bully and someone mentions it that doesn't make them antisemitic. And for the record, your troubled history is not a license to act with impunity now.”
― Marcus Brigstocke

“She was having an attack of knuckleheaded anxiety. Those attacks last a long time.”
― Louis-Ferdinand Celine, Journey to the End of the Night

“I believe my life has a value, and i don't want to waste it thinking about clothing.
I don't want to think about what i will wear in the morning. Truly, can you imagine anything more boring than fashion?”
― Michael Crichton

“El futuro que tendrás mañana no es el mismo futuro que tenías ayer.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey

“La historia no es más que una sucesión de monstruos o de víctimas. O de testigos.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey

“Si tal vez no necesitáramos de un personaje mítico y salvaje para representar nuestras vidas en proceso de desaparición. ”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey

“Por mucha bendición que haya, o talento, o tecnología, siempre podemos encontrar la forma de cagarla”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey

“Hay gente que nace humana. Al resto nos cuesta toda la vida conseguirlo.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey

“It was very hard to rant while accepting a cup of tea.”
― Lauren Willig, The English Wife

“En un mundo donde millones de personas creen que su deidad concibió un hijo mortal con una humana virgen, es asombrosa la poca imaginación que muestra la mayoría de la gente.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey

“Cada uno es su hobby favorito. Uno siempre es experto en uno mismo. ”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey

“La repetición es la madre de todos los talentos.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey

“A veces la muerte de una sola persona puede justificar la muerte de una cultura entera.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey

“I’m twenty-four, a first grade teacher, have a Yorkie named Pedro, a goldfish named Fish, have never had sex, or a serious boyfriend, and I’m the town lesbian who pukes when she sees a pussy. Nothing really to be jealous of at all.”
― H.J. Bellus, The Big O

“THE ONLY WAR THAT MATTERS IS THE WAR AGAINST
THE IMAGINATION
THE ONLY WAR THAT MATTERS IS THE WAR AGAINST
THE IMAGINATION
THE ONLY WAR THAT MATTERS IS THE WAR AGAINST
THE IMAGINATION
ALL OTHER WARS ARE SUBSUMED IN IT”
― Diane di Prima, Pieces of a Song: Selected Poems

“My friend, meaning to respond to her questions, I raved some words at someone and gaped at another and all the while the lady stood elsewhere. This morning, in reality your friend stood there overcome with silliness. So I told myself, “It’s time you take your leave, My Dear!” And when I turned around and tottered my way outwards, at her door, I fell down like a crumbling wall.”
― Mukta Singh-Zocchi, The Thugs & a Courtesan

“It is not society's responsibility to alter the world to our liking, if we disagree with something then we must figure out a rational way to change it; demanding the world must change to match our desires is a rant not moral bravery.”
― Carmine Savastano

“We have a COVENANT with WOTAN and it is the Sacred Grudge-Chore of the SubGenius to SMITE The Conspirators and Their slavish Dupes: the Mediocretins, the stupid Pink Boys, the “Hoi Polloi,” Them, the Normals, the Somnabulacs, the Great Unwashed-In-The-Baptism-Of-The-Pee-Of-“Bob,” the malignant ones who breathe down our necks and abuse their territorial urges without ever dreaming that they’re doing it, Assouls, Cage Men, Infidels, Sames, Anthropophobiacs, Conformers, Timeservers, Mole People, Proleterrorists, Philistines, Pharisees, Witch-burners, the ones who have tried to maim our self-respect down through the centuries by making SLACK and antipredictability TABOO, the Thankers and Wankers, Heilers and Smilers, Sloths and Moths, Cons and Johns, Drivellers and Snivellers, Weepers and Sleepers; CreditHeads, Cliants, Kens and Barbies, Errorists, Yes-Buts, Ordinaryans and Lick Spittles, Corpulators, Signifying Monkeys, UnderAlls, the Slackless Ones…in short, the Remnants of Man: those very False Prophets who have been holding us back and forcing Time Addiction on Themselves…and…others…”
― Ivan Stang, The Book of the SubGenius

“A rant is the attempt to overcome an opposing position through anger because the individual hasn’t been able to defeat it through fact. Therefore, to engage in a rant is to admit defeat.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“When the spoiled child within us is bent on ranting until they get what they want, the best punishment might be to give it to them.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“You are full of… horse feathers, cowboy." Leaning over him, she stared hard into his eyes. "I didn't work like a damned dog out there and freeze my butt off—excuse me, Sunshine—so we could just let those damned—'scuse me, Sunshine—stupid cows starve or freeze. And we aren't going to find a buyer for them now, that's for damned sure—excuse me, Sunshine.”
― Maggie Osborne, Silver Lining

“No, I mean, she got robbed.” He says, falling into his propensity to rant, and thus begins his thesis of How Tiana from A Disney Movie Got Robbed, “That prince Naveen is just worthless, P. Here is this inspired go-getter of a girl who was trying so hard to achieve on her own. She was no nonsense, no drama. Just a fucking hero. She gets. Naveen.”
― Zofia Warwick, The Haunted Life of Matilda Harley: A Documentary (But Actually, a Novel) Part Tres Bien

“Courage without wisdom is arrogance on a mad rant.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Die Natur will gar nichts. Die Natur hat kein Ziel, keinen Zweck und ganz sicher nichts ein-gerichtet.”
― Marc-Uwe Kling, Der Tag, an dem Papa ein heikles Gespräch führen wollte & weitere Geschichten

“Die Evolution hat keinen Plan, kein Ziel und keinen Willen!”
― Marc-Uwe Kling

“Deep in the heart of any rant there stirs a passion. And if that passion were to shed the bane of lesser things, and if it were to submit its fullest energies to the rule of principled ethics, it could empower a cause so impassioned that it would supplant the energy of a thousand rants.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough