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Of character, fun-loving, cheerful and peaceful, but the incessant misery and bad luck until she violently began to wish and to demand that all lived in peace and joy and did not dare to live differently, that a dissonance in life, the slightest failure began to lead her at once almost in a trance, and she in a moment, after the bright hopes and fantasies, began to curse fate, to rant and rave whatever came to hand, and pounding my head against the wall.

Temper, clap, clap louder doors. Nice to leave the applause.

Want to see unbridled, primeval rage in its purest form, please, it is only necessary to bring to a white heat staunch humanist.

No rage can't compare with love converted to hatred.

Sometimes rage gives you strength, but more often makes stupid and so vulnerable.

You see, the thing is, rage is a really powerful weapon. But the guilt... It will destroy you.

Rage replaced shame and allowed me again to look him in the eye.

For a brief moment I was seized with a mad desire to hurl her across the room to hit the wall and shattered into a thousand small pieces. But of course I couldn't do I couldn't spoil a thing. Instead, my eyes were filled with tears. Tears... that is my pathetic way of expressing anger.

... fear straight through my body and through the legs jumped to the ground. But through feet of ice cold water back the rage and the boiling water came out of his mouth on the run.

The fun mobile is as rampant as in rage.

If you could only see
The beast you've made of me,
I held it in but now it seems
You've it in running free,
The saints can't help me now
The ropes have been unbound...
If you could only see the beast
In which you've reduced me to,
I keep it to myself, but now it looks
Like you've set him free,
The saints can't help me,
The ropes are untied...

I know, I can't bear noise, disturbance, violence or anything like that. I particularly hate the sound of people screaming, whether it's a scream of pain, anger or any other kind of scream.

Anger is the agony of the soul.

I was filled with cold fury. It is a special state of mind when I can commit any stupidity. Sometimes irreparable.