An angry man is unfit to pray.

Conquer the angry man by love.

An angry man is full of poison.

Don't let the sun go down on me.

Angry men make themselves beds of nettles.

Shun an angry man for a moment-your enemy forever.

Do you hear the people sing? Singing a song of angry men

You never get an angry man suddenly breaking into a whistle.

Angry men have little to live for when their rage becomes ineffective.

An angry man can only get so far until he reconciles the way he thinks.

A tranquil woman can go on sewing longer than an angry man can go on fuming.

If I am an angry man, it is my duty to pray for charity, which suffereth long and is kind.

The proud man hath no God; the envious man hath no neighbor; the angry man hath not himself.

Once blood is shed in a national quarrel reason and right are swept aside by the rage of angry men.

The angry man wishes the object of his anger to suffer in return; hatred wishes its object not to exist.

Lamentation is the only musician that always, like a screech-owl, alights and sits on the roof of any angry man.

I used to be an angry man myself. I’m a recovering assaholic so I could recognize that in Steve. (quoting Jean-Louis Gassée)

Christ exposed Himself not only to the unbridled hostility of angry men, but, more significantly, to the unmitigated wrath of God.

There were angry men confronting me and I caught the flashing of defiant eyes, but above me and within me, there was a spirit stronger than them all.

Angry men with pointy things sent to secure a foreign city are pretty much alike anywhere. That's what I've heard. So far nothing's convinced me different.

Once an angry man dragged his father along the ground through his own orchard. 'Stop!' cried the groaning old man at last, 'Stop! I did not drag my father beyond this tree.

Anger and the like are attributed to God on account of a similitude of effect. Thus, because to punish is properly the act of an angry man, God's punishment is metaphorically spoken of as His anger.

As the whirlwind in its fury teareth up trees, and deformeth the face of nature, or as an earthquake in its convulsions overturneth whole cities; so the rage of an angry man throweth mischief around him.

Here’s a question every angry man and woman needs to consider: How long are you going to allow people you don’t even like — people who are no longer in your life, maybe even people who aren’t even alive anymore — to control your life? How long?

When anger is not trampling roughshod through our nervous system, it is sitting sullenly in some unspecified internal organ. "She's got a lot of anger in her," people will say (it nestles, presumably, somewhere in the gut), or, "He's a deeply angry man" (as opposed, presumably, to a superficially angry one). If anger isn't released, it "turns inward" and metamorphoses into another creature altogether.

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