Indulge not thyself in the passion of anger; it is whetting a sword to wound thine own breast, or murder thy friend.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatred, the continuance of hatred turns malice.
I know, to banish anger altogether from one's breast is a difficult task. It cannot be achieved through pure personal effort. It can be done only by God's grace.
Being angry is like picking up a knife with no handle: it is self-harming.
Anger ventilated often hurries towards forgiveness; anger concealed often hardens into revenge.
To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.
Anger is the enemy of non-violence and pride is a monster that swallows it up.
You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger.
Although you may spend your life killing, You will not exhaust all your foes. But if you quell your own anger, your real enemy will be slain.
The anger of a person who is strong, can always bide its time.
Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed.