Quotes About Anger

The best reaction to anger is to just be silent and walk away

When you think with anger and revenge, you lose your abilities of forgiveness, compassion, and love for the people around you.

we make our choices, and we are responsible for those choices. we decide, Anger, hurt, pain, humiliation, fear, dread, confusion-all these emotions we choose. Do we hold on to our anger, our pain and humiliation, and hit back, or do we strive to understand that we can do better?

We make our choices, and we are responsible for those choices. We decide, Anger, hurt, pain, humiliation, fear, dread, confusion-all these emotions we choose. Do we hold on to our anger, our pain and humiliation, and hit back, or do we strive to understand that we can do better?

If you're angry at a loved one, hug them. And mean it. Cause at the end of the day, the only person you hurt when you stay angry or hold grudges is you.

The more you deny yourself the freedom to be angry, the more you will hate. "Anger is an essential part of being human. If you Let yourself be angry, forgiveness prevails! If you don't, the harder it will be to forgive.

I can choose not to get angry. I can choose not to take offense. I can choose not to dwell on criticism. I can choose to pay no heed to harsh words. I can choose to ignore negativity and see positives. Through it all, I can retain my good character and choose to be kind.

Anger only breeds more anger in return, it's an endless chain...Practicing self-control would take you a long way...and self-analysis would give you the insight to see that a person that snaps so easily uses projection to cover his own bullshit. A person with true strength of character, would take an issue at hand, weigh the facts, and act accordingly with a balanced mind...

At times we have to stand up for ourselves and put our foot down, so we put our point across with controlled and calculated anger because many people out there are stiff necked and unrelenting, it's a means to protect one's integrity and at the same time trying to edify the opposing party...but a person that snaps at a whim suffers from chronic anger, lacks self-control and is not at peace with oneself, such a person has deep unconscious issues that needs to be addressed...

Violent men don't have the strength of consciousness and character to own responsibility for what is missing in their own psychological life. They pummel others for not carrying their own anguished souls.

All right, he thought, okay; if thats the way it is; a savagery of anger in him now at the picture. They call them pin-up girls and think its cute how our boys, now that they're drafted, love to hang them in their wall lockers. And then close up all the whorehouses, every place they can, so our young men will not be contaminated.

I'm the kind of a guy who dont like to get too close to any individual, to see his faults; if I do, it shuts off the love I feel; then I get angry and hate myself for it afterwards; and if I have to stay close to the guy, or the thing, I eventually get to hate him, or it, too.

The causes of his embitterment were many, remote and near. He was angry with himself for being young and the prey of restless foolish impulses, angry also with the change of fortune which was reshaping the world about him into a vision of squalor and insincerity. Yet his anger lent nothing to the vision. He chronicled with patience what he saw, detaching himself from it and tasting its mortifying flavour in secret.

and with that he took the bloody old towser by the scruff of the neck and by Jesus he near throttled him.

I'll do him in, so help me fucking Christ! I'll wring the bastard fucker's bleeding blasted fucking windpipe!

From the evil seed of lust all other deadly sins had sprung forth: pride in himself and contempt of others, covetousness in using money for the purchase of unlawful pleasures, envy of those whose vices he could not reach to and calumnious murmuring against the pious, gluttonous enjoyment of food, the dull glowering anger amid which he brooded upon his longing, the swamp of spiritual and bodily sloth in which his whole being had sunk.

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He was angry with himself for being young and the prey of restless foolish impulses, angry also with the change of fortune which was reshaping the world about him into a vision of squalor and insincerity. Yet his anger lent nothing to the vision. He chronicled with patience what he saw, detaching himself from it and tasting its mortifying flavour in secret.

He was angry with himself for being young and the prey of restless foolish impulses, angry also with the change of fortune which was reshaping the world about him into a vision of squalor and insincerity. Yet his anger lent nothing to the vision.

Varina was breathing hard through her nose, her face pinched, not unlike a child's. "You don't know how mad you can make people," she said. "I had tender feelings for you once, whether you knew it or not. But you're a shit, Dave Robicheaux.

But I do believe there are people in our midst who wish to make a graveyard of the world, and their motivation may be no more complex than that of an angry child flinging scat because he was left with regularity in a dirty diaper.

it can reach a murderous intensity within minutes over a betrayed trust, a lie, a wrong against a family member.

You've got a lot of anger in you, son," he said. "Don't let it turn on you. It'll flat tear you up.

motivation may be no more complex than that of an angry child flinging scat because he was left with regularity in a dirty diaper.