Francois de La Rochefoucauld Quotes

If you have rage and righteously act it out and blame it all on others, it's really you who suffers. The other people and the environment suffer also, but you suffer more because you're being eaten up inside with rage, causing you to hate yourself more and more

Being angry is like picking up a knife with no handle: it is self-harming.

if you learn to hate one or two persons... you'll soon hate millions of people.

Hatred is the fury of those who do not share our goals, and its object is death and destruction. Anger is a grief of distortions between peers, and its object is change.

Now when you hates you shrinks up inside and gets littler and you squeezes your heart tight and you stays so mad with peoples you feels sick all the time like you needs the doctor.

Hatred, in the course of time, kills the unhappy wretch who delights in nursing it in his bosom.

Destructiveness is the outcome of an unlived life.

The hatred you're carrying is a live coal in your heart - far more damaging to yourself than to them.

Hate gets going, it goes round, it gets older and tighter and older and tighter, until it holds a person inside it like a fist holds a stick.

Anger is self-immolation.

What I've learned about being angry with people is that it generally hurts you more than it hurts them.

Find a person who has embraced anger, and you will find a person with a wounded ego.

A Rattlesnake, if Cornered will become so angry it will bite itself. That is exactly what the harboring of hate and resentment against others is -- a biting of oneself. We think we are harming others in holding these spites and hates, but the deeper harm is to ourselves.

Though very troublesome to others, anger is most so to him that has it.

Hatred makes me energetic, but confused.

What do you get out of hating people, out of having this bitterness in your heart always?

Hate eats the hater the way ogres eat little boys.

The self-hatred that destroys is the waste of unfulfilled promise.

Anger would inflict punishment on another; meanwhile, it tortures itself.

Vengeance is the act of turning anger in on yourself. On the surface it may be directed at someone else, but it is a surefire recipe for arresting emotional recovery.

The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves.

Anger begins with folly, and ends with repentance.

Hurt leads to bitterness, bitterness to anger, travel too far that road and the way is lost.

I have never, honestly, thrown a chair in my life.