Religion can emerge in all forms of feeling: here wild anger, there the sweetest pain here consuming hatred, there the childlike smile of serene humility.

Fantastic tyrant of the amorous heart. How hard thy yoke, how cruel thy dart. Those escape your anger who refuse your sway, and those are punished most, who most obey.

I turned to music originally because of my past and needing a release or an outlet to get out anger or frustration or hurt.

Wars spring from unseen and generally insignificant causes, the first outbreak being often but an explosion of anger.

I have to say that anger is the blanket that comes around me, and that blunts and blurs my sense of proportion.