There is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms.
Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.
The wrong that rouses our angry passions finds only a medium in us; it passes through us like a vibration, and we inflict what we have suffered.
Anger seek it prey,-- Something to tear with sharp-edged tooth and claw, Like not to go off hungry, leaving Love To feast on milk and honeycomb at will.
A man deep-wounded may feel too much pain To feel much anger.
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