“Despite all my rage
I am still just a rat in the cage.”

“Can't be part of the rat race when you're one of the rats who knows you're in a cage.”

“Love your rage, not your cage.”

“Not die here in a rage, like a poisoned rat in a hole.”

“Still, we will let all this be a thing of the past, though it hurts us, and beat down by constraint the anger that rises inside us.
Now I am making an end of my anger. It does not become me, unrelentingly to rage on”

“So London remains my cage, the door is open, but I cannot leave. Meanwhile, the cage is comfortable enough. And now, as I finish this somewhat ungrateful piece, if I am conscious of a faintly bitter taste in my mouth, it is, I must confess, my own fault. I have just been biting the hand that feeds me, and it tastes of soot.”

“I am a raging alcoholic, but I don't want my kids to do the same.”

“Don't ever forget the words on a postcard that my father sent me last year: "If you win the rat race, you're still a rat.”

“I am a cage, in search of a bird.”

“You can win the rat race but you're still a rat.”