Unpleasant reading on the subject of anger tells us that there’s not really anything wrong with it. In limited amounts. It can even be a good thing. A pressure valve.
My father was my hero, and he died when I was 11. So, I really never experienced the kind of natural teenage rebellion or the anger at him. I never experienced those feelings as a young person.
There’s a reason why anger, fear, and hatred are paths to the dark side: they all spring from a single source – the same source as a certain flavor of love. A dangerously sweet, addictive flavor.
I do think anger is so difficult for women. Girls think it undermines their femininity; it’s not very ladylike.
Your emotions are exposed when you play golf: humility, pride, anger, it all comes out with each swing. You lay it all on the line.
Those at the top would do better with a smaller share of a booming economy that elicits a positive politics than they will do with an ever-larger share of an anemic economy that fuels the politics of anger.
I usually get all my stress and anger out at the gym. But when I get out, I’m kind of a pleasant person – really.
I personally do not believe in politics, hatred, or anger in my musical composition.
I wasn’t a very academic kid, and music was the way for all that feeling and angst and sex and love and anger to be channelled.
It angers me that a timed, planned and paid smearing campaign is run against me in the press.
I do have anger management issues. Not clinical. Probably no more than most people.
I think, often, when you are in just a lot of pain, it comes out as anger.
The thing that started the peace movement in Ireland was anger – my anger. It wasn’t anger; it was fury.
Anger is one of those emotions that doesn’t follow the letter of the law. It speaks before it thinks. It rears up on its hind legs and charges.
I am not deaf. I hear the anger. I see the dissatisfaction, and I have to go faster.
In many ways, anger is a misdirected plea for love.
Perhaps it should be obvious: Adultery is a social threat that arouses raw anger and fear, which the bellicose then need to discharge rather than merely feel, traditionally on the philandering wife or the female home-wrecker.
The anger and the creativity are so closely intertwined with me, and there’s plenty of anger left.
As you get older, you see the world at a different angle, maybe more cynically, but I just bury my anger.
Freedom of expression is tested during times of anger and conflict and enables all opinions and outraged expressions of dissent that we may not want to hear. But even for this there have to be limits.
I’ve never felt that anger is a very powerful emotion.
What’s often not acknowledged about depression is how much anger is in it.
Efforts following 9/11 were important. They set a tone. They reminded those who might be tempted to take out their anger on an entire community that such actions were wrong.
Anger is so constructive.
I don’t know if I’m ready to know what triggers my anger. I just feel like I figured out on my own how to stay calm, how to enjoy life, how to be happy.
