Of the seven deadly sins, anger is possibly the most fun. To taste your own wounds, to smack your lips with grievances, to roll over your tongue the prospect of bitter confrontations still to come, to taste both the pain you are given and the pain you are giving back. The main drawback is that what you are putting down is yourself, the main course at the feast is you, and the loser is you.
Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed. Anger does not improve yourself, but it helps you hurt or step on someone. You cannot make others as you wish them to be, since you cannot make yourself as you wish to be.
A man makes inferiors his superiors by heat, self control is the rule and solution. Anger is an uncontrollable feeling that betrays yourself, it is also the powerful force that blows out the light of reason. Know this to be the enemy within: ANGER, born in desire.