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Why was it that her temper and her thinking never happened at the same time? Her temper behaved like a glutton sitting in an expensive restaurant ordering a hundred dishes, only to disappear when the bill came due. It left her lucid mind to do dishes. ↗

— Ann Brashares

#temper #thinking #anger

Ah, but I was so much older then I’m younger than that now ↗

— Bob Dylan

#song-lyrics #young-at-heart #youthful-arrogance #life

Death was silence, loss, guilt. And anger. But life led that way, anyway. From birth, it was a slow, long march to the grave. Who said that? She couldn’t remember now. But it was true. They were born dying. If they were very lucky, the dying was called aging. They reached toward if as if they were satellites in unstable orbits. And then when they got there, they were just dead. One moment in time separated the living from the ghosts. ↗

— Michelle Sagara West

#death #guilt #loss #silence #age

Timid people always reek their peevishness on the gentle. ↗

— George Eliot

#fear #wrath #anger

A desperate plea to the Trinity is not something you can just apologize for in the morning -Drunk Dialing the Divine ↗

— Amber Koneval

#brokenness #catholic #christian #despair #desperateness

Pape called Basil his sanctuary. In truth we all exist in our own sanctuaries-but I don't mean cathedrals or prisons. I'm talking about our hearts and minds, which imprison us in anxiety, dear, insecurity, anger and other forms of misery. The walls & bars that keep most in a constant state of suffering are thoughts and emotions, not concrete & steel. It's a disease. Insanity. Most are afflicted by it, regardless of which side of the law they find themselves on or where they lay their heads at night. To be free of this, Renee, is to be free indeed. ↗

— Ted Dekker

#anger

Monsters were declared to be warnings against sin, individual or collective, and demonstrations of the anger and the glory of God. ↗

— Dudley Wilson

#anger

We're still dancing to tunes created by men who thought that a thunderstorm was a sig of God's anger. ↗

— Raymond Khoury

#god #thunderstrorm #tune #anger

...it occurred to me that perhaps in this city the crowd was essential to the individual; without it, he had nothing against which to scrape his anger, no echo for grief, and not the slightest proof that there were others more lonely than he. it was just a passing thought. ↗

— Don DeLillo

#anger

But as my anger waned, I realized I was feeling something else, too: a sense of power and pride in knowing that I had been the supermom for the weekend. I was the one who had kept everything under control. I was I who'd made sure that the kids were picked up on time, took showers each night, at a vegetable for at dinner. I felt as thought I could have done the whole thing myself. The package was complete: anger and pride. ↗

— E.S. Maduro

#anger