My anger has often seemed out of proportion — that is, too great or too little, but more often too great — for the occasion that gave rise to it.
My anger has more often distressed those I love and who love me than it has afflicted those at whom I was angry.
My anger has not carried me far enough toward changing what legitimately enrages me. In fact, the anger often saps the conviction.
— Garret Keizer, The Enigma of Anger