Anger is implanted in us as sort of sting to make us gnash with our teeth against the devil to make us vehement against him not to set us in array against each other.
When anger rushes unrestrained to action like a hot steed it stumbles on...
I love each and every one of you but like my own family you thrill you...
Anger becomes limiting restricting. You can't see through it. While anger is...
As a system of philosophy it is not like the Tower of Babel so daring its...
Anger is seldom without argument but seldom with a good one.
This proves that great lyric poetry can die be reborn die again but will always remain one of the most outstanding creations of the human soul.
