The man who becomes angry never does a great amount of work, and the man whom nothing can make angry accomplishes so much.

If I wish to compose or write or pray or preach well, I must be angry. Then all the blood in my veins is stirred, and my understanding is sharpened.

When you are right, you have no need to be angry. When you are wrong, you have no right to be angry.

The bitter clamor of two eager tongues.

Anger dwells only in the bosom of fools.

Remember that a man, a true man, never hates. His rages and his bad moods never last beyond the present moment-like electric shocks.