sThe Grapes of Wrath is a wonderful novel by John Steinbeck; the novel ends with a memorable scene of a woman whose child has just died, feeding a starving man with her breast milk. It is actually a pretty gross scene, but I guess it shows the degree to which people were suffering and also the degree to which they were selfless in their misery.
…of Khan. Had to be the best Star Trek movie ever. I mean what other flick has Checkov with some sort of burrowing pest in the ear? And Kirk yelling, “KHHHAAAAANNNN!”
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned is the typical phrase conjured by the word “wrath”. Gods wrath. Smiting. Smoteing etc… but mother nature has a wrath all her own… and it is truly a force to be reckoned with
Wrath, somone getting revenge. bad. hurtful. when you have wronged someone and they have come back to get you for it! such a bad connation with such a simple word. crazy right. oh no. im running out of words to put….
Wrath tends to be associated with a God or high being, but the truth is, all of the terrible things done here on earth are done by us, by humans. There is no outside source to blame it on.
wrath is the evil that turns people around
The influence it brings comes with a great desire
nothing can stop the influence
but after 10 seconds its gone
two years ago we were on the receiving end of brutality with glimpses of elegance… it was not to be so this year as we stood tall and unleashed our wrath upon the enemy… their inferiority was exposed to our supreme strike power and team work.. Do not underestimate us, we united.
Wrath didn’t particularly like her job. Sure, the benefits were great – immortality, free dental – but she just had to be so fucking angry all the time. It got exhausting, to be honest. Plus, she always felt kind of guilty about what she was doing to people. The others didn’t really have the same problem – hell, Lust felt he was doing the world a favor.
the wrath of god of parents of the universe. do we deserve the wrath? Or are our thoughts what brings the wrath of evil down upon us? What if we had the power to change the world with our mind. We do you know. Our thoughts are more powerful than any wrath.
She was breathing fire and venom from her mouth. How could this have happened? How could they have done this o her? She would show them her wrath, and they would be very sorry they had crossed her. They had said they were her friend, but friends don’t treat you they way they did.
Wrath is kinda like anger, right? I wish I didn’t but I feel wrath every day. When I think about wrath it sounds so big and scary. It reminds me of Greek gods and goddesses and how everyone would have to face their wrath.
The wrath falls from his lips like pins. I catch them in my arms. Hammer them in. Twist and pull and wrench. We will be like this forever. Forever in wrath.
the angry sea monster lashed out in pain and dispair at the whaling ship. I raised its head and struck the ship with wrath and sinful force. the men on the deck realized they had cornered a lone creature with nothing to loose. They realized at that moment they had everything to loose and they shrank in fear at the coming storm.
the feeling you get when you’re around your grandmother for a really long time. You notice the small habits and sayings that make you think of someone who is angry at the world for no reason. This is wrath.
the wrath of God, thats what is often said, but it depends upon whether you are accepting the concept of a vengeful male singular God who passes judgement on us all. Wrath is more likely to affect you if you antagonize another human being and they harbour thoughts of revenge upon you for the future.
The word Wrath makes me think about the bible thinkig of the quote from the bible saying something about the “Wrath of Good”. I really never suse the word otherwise. It is not a w
A violent word that brings about a tired sigh. I don’t like the implications of this word. The red sky filled with flame and hate, where the only red light shines from a tower because the sun hasn’t been seen in years. The only other color is black, like the charred buildings and cars and people. All because one person was angry enough to take revenge on people he had never met.
Wrath is one of the seven deadly sins. It causes neaighbor to turn against naighbor, man against man. It is the beginnings of wars and the end of them as well. it is an atrocious disease that infects us all at one point or another. Every human being suffers. But, we are in control of to what degree.
She sat there, in disguise. She kept watching him with her eyes behind the Gucci sunglasses. She could feel their eyes meet as his wrath was wrapped around her like a snake wrapping around it’s food.
i dont know what this word means i thing it means to be valloy or something like that it hard becouse english is not my lenguish and i have a lot of mishtakes
I HATE YOU! wrath explains me right now! i try to keep it inside. be happy. its so hard! Im wrathful! Im angry! why’d you do that?! 10 years! 10! and you leave me. Savannah! i was your best friend of 10 years. and you chose Dustin over me?! screw you!
gods wrath have been manifestef in many ways. demons have seen it , it occurs as natural calamities ion earth. it is a moomnent that destroyes everthing and can go back in time.
i looked on at the devastation before me. what sort of thing – what monster could do this? the world was in devastation. There was no hope now, we were facing the wrath of the gods…
It was one of those days. Life didn’t go so well. Mistakes were innumerable. I was afraid to leave the room. Afraid of leaving the safety of my hide away. I didn’t want to spurn the his wrath. I didn’t mean to make so many mistakes and I didn’t want to let him down.
Of gods. Or one god. Or women. Or one woman. There’s nothing scarier than the wrath of one woman. I mean, how can a man reply – there is no way. Living in a male world, men do not notice this, as fish do not notice water. Whereas mammals (women) notice the water very well.
apples fall from trees as the tidal wave of emotions succumb to the mans wrathful wife who he blanched with his acute eye for debaucherous acts with young girls. How he flaunted his wife’s trust and how she let her wrath open up upon him.
wrath is an emotion which tends to do good as well as bad to people.it depends on the individual whether we want to carry this emotion to an extreme level.wrath if direct to do something good is helpful and can be a doubleedged sword.
“It’s your choice.”
As the hooded figure strode away, the man stared down at what he’d just been given – a small, red button. The figure had explained that he now had the power to destroy, rebuild, obliterate, or repair entire lives, cities, or countries. Should he choose to, he could inflict extreme pain and rain his wrath down, or he could be kind, compassionate, and give happiness. Either way he went, his actions were not reversible. Whatever he did was permanent.
It was, seemingly, an obvious choice. But the thought of enacting revenge upon those who were spiteful towards him was an irresistible cognition.
As soon as the drink was in his hand, its heavy glass cool and wet underneath his callused grip, the idea entered his mind. It wasn like it was all he was thinking about, he wasnt thingking of much of anything,,, but way back there in the dark corners of his mind where things whisper low and mean, the image of the heavy beer mug catching that son of a bitch right in his too-white teeth popped up suddenly, and became a throbbing urge.
sThe Grapes of Wrath is a wonderful novel by John Steinbeck; the novel ends with a memorable scene of a woman whose child has just died, feeding a starving man with her breast milk. It is actually a pretty gross scene, but I guess it shows the degree to which people were suffering and also the degree to which they were selfless in their misery.
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…of Khan. Had to be the best Star Trek movie ever. I mean what other flick has Checkov with some sort of burrowing pest in the ear? And Kirk yelling, “KHHHAAAAANNNN!”
Brilliance in cinema. Well done, Trekkie.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned is the typical phrase conjured by the word “wrath”. Gods wrath. Smiting. Smoteing etc… but mother nature has a wrath all her own… and it is truly a force to be reckoned with
Wrath, somone getting revenge. bad. hurtful. when you have wronged someone and they have come back to get you for it! such a bad connation with such a simple word. crazy right. oh no. im running out of words to put….
Wrath tends to be associated with a God or high being, but the truth is, all of the terrible things done here on earth are done by us, by humans. There is no outside source to blame it on.
wrath is the evil that turns people around
The influence it brings comes with a great desire
nothing can stop the influence
but after 10 seconds its gone
two years ago we were on the receiving end of brutality with glimpses of elegance… it was not to be so this year as we stood tall and unleashed our wrath upon the enemy… their inferiority was exposed to our supreme strike power and team work.. Do not underestimate us, we united.
Wrath didn’t particularly like her job. Sure, the benefits were great – immortality, free dental – but she just had to be so fucking angry all the time. It got exhausting, to be honest. Plus, she always felt kind of guilty about what she was doing to people. The others didn’t really have the same problem – hell, Lust felt he was doing the world a favor.
to feel angry or mad. to be violentful and sad. feeling uneasy and dissapointed at world
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punch kick yell scream rage tear run jump fly jump
the wrath of god of parents of the universe. do we deserve the wrath? Or are our thoughts what brings the wrath of evil down upon us? What if we had the power to change the world with our mind. We do you know. Our thoughts are more powerful than any wrath.
anger, furious, hot, sceared, blackout, dissappointed, crazy, stupid
She was breathing fire and venom from her mouth. How could this have happened? How could they have done this o her? She would show them her wrath, and they would be very sorry they had crossed her. They had said they were her friend, but friends don’t treat you they way they did.
Wrath is kinda like anger, right? I wish I didn’t but I feel wrath every day. When I think about wrath it sounds so big and scary. It reminds me of Greek gods and goddesses and how everyone would have to face their wrath.
The wrath falls from his lips like pins. I catch them in my arms. Hammer them in. Twist and pull and wrench. We will be like this forever. Forever in wrath.
the angry sea monster lashed out in pain and dispair at the whaling ship. I raised its head and struck the ship with wrath and sinful force. the men on the deck realized they had cornered a lone creature with nothing to loose. They realized at that moment they had everything to loose and they shrank in fear at the coming storm.
the feeling you get when you’re around your grandmother for a really long time. You notice the small habits and sayings that make you think of someone who is angry at the world for no reason. This is wrath.
Ahhhhhhhhhhrg,!
the wrath of God, thats what is often said, but it depends upon whether you are accepting the concept of a vengeful male singular God who passes judgement on us all. Wrath is more likely to affect you if you antagonize another human being and they harbour thoughts of revenge upon you for the future.
The word Wrath makes me think about the bible thinkig of the quote from the bible saying something about the “Wrath of Good”. I really never suse the word otherwise. It is not a w
A violent word that brings about a tired sigh. I don’t like the implications of this word. The red sky filled with flame and hate, where the only red light shines from a tower because the sun hasn’t been seen in years. The only other color is black, like the charred buildings and cars and people. All because one person was angry enough to take revenge on people he had never met.
Wrath is one of the seven deadly sins. It causes neaighbor to turn against naighbor, man against man. It is the beginnings of wars and the end of them as well. it is an atrocious disease that infects us all at one point or another. Every human being suffers. But, we are in control of to what degree.
She sat there, in disguise. She kept watching him with her eyes behind the Gucci sunglasses. She could feel their eyes meet as his wrath was wrapped around her like a snake wrapping around it’s food.
i dont know what this word means i thing it means to be valloy or something like that it hard becouse english is not my lenguish and i have a lot of mishtakes
I HATE YOU! wrath explains me right now! i try to keep it inside. be happy. its so hard! Im wrathful! Im angry! why’d you do that?! 10 years! 10! and you leave me. Savannah! i was your best friend of 10 years. and you chose Dustin over me?! screw you!
gods wrath have been manifestef in many ways. demons have seen it , it occurs as natural calamities ion earth. it is a moomnent that destroyes everthing and can go back in time.
i looked on at the devastation before me. what sort of thing – what monster could do this? the world was in devastation. There was no hope now, we were facing the wrath of the gods…
It was one of those days. Life didn’t go so well. Mistakes were innumerable. I was afraid to leave the room. Afraid of leaving the safety of my hide away. I didn’t want to spurn the his wrath. I didn’t mean to make so many mistakes and I didn’t want to let him down.
Of gods. Or one god. Or women. Or one woman. There’s nothing scarier than the wrath of one woman. I mean, how can a man reply – there is no way. Living in a male world, men do not notice this, as fish do not notice water. Whereas mammals (women) notice the water very well.
the incredible force emitted through your righteous rage and emanating towards infinity beating down all in its path and finally destroying god
i like hanging these on my garage during the holiday season
apples fall from trees as the tidal wave of emotions succumb to the mans wrathful wife who he blanched with his acute eye for debaucherous acts with young girls. How he flaunted his wife’s trust and how she let her wrath open up upon him.
anger
seven sins
pissed off
grapes
red
fire
fierce
that top model photoshoot where they did the seven sins
angry
gods
wrath is an emotion which tends to do good as well as bad to people.it depends on the individual whether we want to carry this emotion to an extreme level.wrath if direct to do something good is helpful and can be a doubleedged sword.
“It’s your choice.”
As the hooded figure strode away, the man stared down at what he’d just been given – a small, red button. The figure had explained that he now had the power to destroy, rebuild, obliterate, or repair entire lives, cities, or countries. Should he choose to, he could inflict extreme pain and rain his wrath down, or he could be kind, compassionate, and give happiness. Either way he went, his actions were not reversible. Whatever he did was permanent.
It was, seemingly, an obvious choice. But the thought of enacting revenge upon those who were spiteful towards him was an irresistible cognition.
As soon as the drink was in his hand, its heavy glass cool and wet underneath his callused grip, the idea entered his mind. It wasn like it was all he was thinking about, he wasnt thingking of much of anything,,, but way back there in the dark corners of his mind where things whisper low and mean, the image of the heavy beer mug catching that son of a bitch right in his too-white teeth popped up suddenly, and became a throbbing urge.
hatred. ‘feel my wrath upon you you lowly peasant’
reminds me of my mother.
spiteful.
classic
Dickensian