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.
He lives to build not boast a generous race; No tenth transmitter of a foolish face.
By woe the soul to daring action steals; by woe in plaintless patience it excels.
Such Polly are your sex - part truth part fiction; - Some thought much whim and all a contradiction.
When anger rushes unrestrained to action like a hot steed it stumbles on its way. The man of thought strikes deepest and strikes safely.
The man of thought strikes deepest and strikes safest.
Those who murder fame Kill more than life destroyers.