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"How would I explain to him that I couldn't make peace with him? How would I explain that if I did I would immediately lose my inner balance? How would I explain that one of the arms of my internal scales would suddenly shoot upward? How would I explain that my hatred of him counterbalanced the weight of evil that had fallen on my youth? How would I explain that he embodied all the evils in my life? How would I explain to him that I needed to hate him?"
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"Anger was a weapon to be honed and treasured and used only at the moment yielding most premium."
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"Anger can kill, even a feather gently blowing in the wind."
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"Anger is the agro-chemical that makes the weeds of failure to germinate and compete with your crops of success. Don't apply it."
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"It is useless to fight fire with fire. When you're offended, it is instinctive to want to fight back in anger."
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"We, the public, are easily, lethally offended. We have come to think of taking offence as a fundamental right. We value very little more highly than our rage, which gives us, in our opinion, the moral high ground. From this high ground we can shoot down at our enemies and inflict heavy fatalities. We take pride in our short fuses. Our anger elevates, transcends."
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"A moment of anger is a moment of resentment and madness which can burn your heart."
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"When you are angry-stop, breath, relax, step back, think, and forgive before you react."
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"A little fire of anger can burn everything that you have built over your lifetime."
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"I hate to hate you, but what else have you left me with!"
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"I'm busy, you're busy, everybody's busy. I've got a lot I want to say to you, though. 'All right, Pia told her. 'Hit me with it. 'First, I'm so sorry about what my uncle Urien did to you guys. I hate him, he killed my family, and we're going to cut off his head, and then I have to be Queen, but before that happens let's do lunch, okay?"
Diplomacy

"With her face tilted up to his, the subtle edge of moonlight touched along the edge of one high cheekbone, the tilted edge of one eye, and those beautiful, enticing lips. Obeying an impulse he couldn't put into words, he lowered his head and covered her mouth with his."
Affection

"Aryal whispered, 'If I start slapping people, I might not be able to stop."
Anger

"Great, numbskull. Just bloody great. You've already managed to piss off the Queen. What's next on your agenda, setting fire to Disneyland?"
Absurdity

"She was the real treasure, more precious than sapphires, diamonds and gold.At the core of his ancient, cynical heart, he was an acquisitive creature, after all."
Success

"She paused and unexpectedly stroked her fingers down the feathers of his neck.He froze. She couldn't know how intimate that seemed, or how sensitive he was to her touch even through the sleek covering of eagle feathers. Pleasure at being petted ran down his spine.He should say something or step away. He did neither. Instead, ever so slightly, he leaned into her touch.It was wrong of him, but his wrong button seemed to be broken, and he didn't care."
Emotion

"Do you have to take note of every little thing I do? I mean every tiny, little thing, Dragos?'Yes, ' he said simply. 'When I look at you, even when things are going to hell, somehow everything is all right."
Obsession

"You totally love him. He's your widdle snookums."
Affection

"She had tried to imagine him as a young Gladiator in the arena. Back then he must have been as dangerous as a lean, half - starved alley cat. Now, the alley cat had long since vanished. What stood in his stead was a scarred and even more deadly lion who carried the weight of having lived for many years in his prime."
Growth

"We have to get you a haircut sometime today. You're starting to look like a sulky rock star.' 'Well, I am a rock star, ' he said, deadpan"
Power
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