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But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast, for gentle ways are best, and keep aloof from sharp contentions.

Indulge not thyself in the passion of anger; it is whetting a sword to wound thine own breast, or murder thy friend.

I do think anger is so difficult for women. Girls think it undermines their femininity; it's not very ladylike.

Anger has been a really big deal for women: how can we express it without feeling that, as the physically weaker sex, we won't get killed. The alpha-woman was burned at the stake and had her head chopped off in days of old.

There aren't very many good models of feminine rage - and the ones that we remember are ones where women take that anger internally and implode themselves in a real way, like Anna Karenina or Emma Bovary.

Anger is a great force. If you control it, it can be transmuted into a power which can move the whole world.

Anger is a momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.

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.

Anger is a killing thing: it kills the man who angers, for each rage leaves him less than he had been before - it takes something from him.

The one who cannot restrain their anger will wish undone, what their temper and irritation prompted them to do.