Indulge not thyself in the passion of anger; it is whetting a sword to wound thine own breast, or murder thy friend.
Better the anger of a friend than the kiss of an enemy.
Anger is only our friend when we know its caliber and how to aim it.
Ah, sweet alcohol. Like a true friend, you replace the anger with better, louder anger.
Before you speak, my friend, remember, a spiritual man contain his anger. Angry words are like slap in de face.
Anger dwells only in the bosom of fools.
Friend, you're HOPELESSLY hooked!