Quotations About / On:
My anger thought you too ignoble for my love, and close examination finds you too magnificent, and only equals are joined together smoothly.
(Franz Grillparzer (1791-1872), Austrian author. Phaon, in Sappho, act 5, sc. 4 (1819).)
All those who offer an opinion on any doubtful point should first clear their minds of every sentiment of dislike, friendship, anger or pity.
(Gaius Sallustius Crispus (c. 86-35/34 B.C.), Roman historian. Catilina, LI.)
Anger is one of the sinews of the soul; he that wants it hath a maimed mind.
(Thomas Fuller (1608-1661), British cleric. The Holy State and the Profane State, bk. 3, "Of Anger," (1642).)
From his proceedings in Congress, he appears demented, and his actings and doings inspire my pity more than anger.
(Andrew Jackson (1767-1845), U.S. president. Letter, January 23, 1838, to Martin Van Buren, Van Buren Papers, Library of Congress.
About John Quincy Adams.)
Idleness makes people feeble and peevish. Work makes them stalwart and prone to anger.
(Mason Cooley (b. 1927), U.S. aphorist. City Aphorisms, Tenth Selection, New York (1992).)
No one who has any self-respect stays in Ireland, but flees afar as though from a country that has undergone the visitation of an angered Jove.
(James Joyce (1882-1941), Irish author. From a public lecture delivered at the Universita Popolare, an adult education center in Trieste in 1907. "Ireland, Island of Saints and Sages," The Critical Writings, eds. Richard Ellmann and Ellsworth Mason, Viking (1959).)
If anger wishes to express itself, express it and control it, but if you cannot, do not express it, yet if anger wishes to express itself, run yourself. Yes! if you don not, others will count your coin.
Anger becomes limiting, restricting. You can't see through it. While anger is there, look at that, too. But after a while, you have to look at something else.
(Thylias Moss, African American poet. As quoted in the Wall Street Journal (May 12, 1994).)
Like a hot green chilli on the edge of my plate- despite being my favourite- anger can never be at the centre-stage. It can enrich my song but cannot be its theme.
(Prasanna Mishra, born in 1942, is a social activist, a columnist and is a former civil servant. He lives in Bhubaneswar (India) .)
As the sea.. receives red hot lava and transmutes it into green glass jewels, she with listening compassionate ear turns anger into love.. with every word she hears.