Quotes About Anger

Anger without power is folly.

When I hear about people murdering, I wonder, What has to go through your brain to say, I don't want him breathing anymore? What makes you get that angry? How can you take someone's breath away? That just blows my mind.

But Moses could be hard too. And God can be hard." "Oh yes. God is good and just. He chastises us as we would chastise a child, for our own good." Ardon listened, but it was clear to Phinehas that he had shut his heart. "One of these days," he said, "you're going to grow up. Until you do, you're just a spoiled boy." Ardon was angry at his friend's words, but he did not argue, for he respected Phinehas, as did everyone.

sometimes holding on to anger is important to people and is what keeps them going.

Aveva urlato. E aveva sbagliato a farlo. Il disprezzo che provava per quell'uomo non doveva essere manifestato con un ruggito. Doveva essere espresso con il sibilo del serpente. E serpente divenne.

He was a terrible blasphemer of God and the saints, and that for every trifle, being the most choleric man alive.

it is obvious that all vices have a grievous effect on those who indulge them and often on others too. But I believe that the one which can transport us with the most unbridled haste into danger is anger. This is nothing other than a sudden thoughtless impulse, provoked by some perceived offence, which banishes reason and clouds the eyes of the mind, rousing the soul to blazing fury.

The scholar, as wise as he was full of wrath, knowing that threats only serve as weapons to the person so threatened, kept all his resentment within his own breast [...]

a raiva é um dado estrutural. De acordo com os períodos, ela diminui ou aumenta, mas nunca desaparece. É uma das correntes de fundo que regem a sociedade. A questão não é portanto tentar combatê-la, mas somente geri-la:

The message is clear: By all means become an abomination -- but only while unhinged by grief or wrath.

Don't kill me—you fucking cunt. Hot tip. If you're trying to get someone to not kill you, avoid calling him a fucking cunt.

By all means, become an abomination--but only while unhinged by grief or wrath.

Defeat anger, stop using it as a shield against truth, and you will find the compassion you need to forgive the people you love.

I've learned enough about human nature to know that behind anger or bitterness or hurt there's always a wound, or fear, or frustration.

Killing aroused anger, sometimes caused despair, sometimes gave hope. This was death the charmer, the changer; a continuous factor in one's life, to which one yielded.

I myself cried when I got angry, then became unable to explain why I was angry in the first place. Later I would discover this was endemic among female human beings. Anger is supposed to be "unfeminine" so we suppress it -until it overflows. I could see that not speaking up made my mother feel worse. This was my first hint of the truism that depression is anger turned inward; thus women are twice as likely to be depressed.

Don't write when you're angry and under deadline, with time to test it only on friends who know what you mean, not on strangers who don't.

A quote is the essence of a story. We all need stories to convey ideas, justice, anger, humanity, hope, laughter, learning, and whatever makes us understand or feel understood

I myself cried when I got angry, then became unable to explain why I was angry in the first place. Later I would discover this was endemic among female human beings. Anger is supposed to be "unfeminine", so we suppress it-until it overflows.

This was my first hint of the truism that depression is anger turned inward; thus women are twice as likely to be depressed.

I myself cried when I got angry, then became unable to explain why I was angry in the first place. Later I would discover this was endemic among female human beings. Anger is supposed to be "unfeminine," so we suppress it—until it overflows.

Anger is supposed to be "unfeminine," so we suppress

Suddenly I guess why he's so angry. All those shows tell the stories of passengers, not drivers. When I ask him, he says, "Exactly! This country thinks people with money are interesting, not people who need money like me.

I told them how our nurses and Father's assistant were africans. "They don't boil missionaries," I told them, my face red with anger. "They save lives and they are a whole lot smarter than the stupid, silly girls who drew that pictures.