ANGER is an acid that does more harm to the vessel in which it is stored, that to anything on which it is poured.
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.
Anger dwells only in the bosom of fools.
Anger blows out the lamp of the mind.
There is nothing more galling to angry people than the coolness of those on whom they wish to vent their spleen.