I was an only child, and Mother was always right with me all my life. I used to get very angry at her when I was growing up-it’s a natural thing.

My father was a mean, controlling and manipulative person for most of his life. He was unpredictable and unstable. As a result, the atmosphere of our home was super-charged with fear because you never knew if what you did would make him mad or not.

The deferring of anger is the best antidote to anger.

My mom’s one of 13 siblings, and they all got six kids, and till I was 13 everybody was in Compton.

People change because of kids. They change how they eat. They change the way they think. They change the way they see one another.

Let go of offence. Let go of fear. Let go of revenge. Don’t live angry, let go now!

Never fret for an only son, the idea of failure will never occur to him.

Your children will see what you’re all about by what you live rather than what you say.

I don’t think my parents liked me. They put a live teddy bear in my crib.

Me and my dad are friends. We’re cool. I’ll never be disappointed again, because I don’t expect anything anymore from him. I just let him exist, and that’s how we get along.

Starting at about, I guess, forever, I’ve always looked forward to getting older. When I was 14, I couldn’t wait to be 16 and get a driver’s license.

How much more grievous are the consequences of anger than the causes of it.

My own eight children all march to the beat of their inner music, and in some cases, it is definitely far away from what I hear. I’ve had to honor their instincts and their choices, and merely guided them out of harm’s way until they could be their own guides.

He best keeps from anger who remembers that God is always looking upon him.

In fact, you couldn’t give me anything to make me go back to being a teenager. Never. No, I hated it.

I don’t think that much about my relationship with my mother and what it did to me. I sometimes feel terrible regret about her, what her life must have been like. Often, when I’m enjoying something, I think of how meager her rewards were and how much courage, in a way, she needed to go on living.

I’m not great at bedtime stories. Bedtime stories are supposed to put the kid to sleep. My kid gets riled up and then my wife has to come in and go, ‚All right! Get out of the room.‘

I was raised in a family where vulnerability was barely tolerated: no training wheels on our bicycles, no goggles in the pool, just get it done. And so I grew up not only with discomfort about my own vulnerability, I didn’t care for it in other people either.

Growing up, I decided, a long time ago, I wouldn’t accept any manmade differences between human beings, differences made at somebody else’s insistence or someone else’s whim or convenience.

My father was a mean, controlling and manipulative person for most of his life. He was unpredictable and unstable.

Do you know what you call those who use towels and never wash them, eat meals and never do the dishes, sit in rooms they never clean, and are entertained till they drop? If you have just answered, ‚A house guest,‘ you’re wrong because I have just described my kids.

I want my kids to see me as Dad, for God’s sake, not a television personality.

Whatever is making you so angry, it’s time for you to give it to God and get over it.

He that would be angry and sin not, must not be angry with anything but sin.

In one day, I have times where I’m feeling great, I feel like I love my life, and then 2:30 rolls around and I’m the angriest man alive. My wife sees it.

I have to be in tune. All the time. I have to be in tune with my husband, where he is, how he’s feeling. I have to be in tune with where my family is.

Sometimes I lose my temper.

We do not want the men of another color for our brothers-in-law, but we do want them for our brothers.

I’ve been called a moron since I was about four. My father called me a moron. My grandfather said I was a moron. And a lot of times when I’m driving, I hear I’m a moron. I like being a moron.

A family with the wrong members in control; that, perhaps, is as near as one can come to describing England in a phrase.

Treat your kid like a darling for the first five years. For the next five years, scold them. By the time they turn sixteen, treat them like a friend. Your grown up children are your best friends.

There are two things a person should never be angry at, what they can help, and what they cannot.

I know, to banish anger altogether from one’s breast is a difficult task. It cannot be achieved through pure personal effort. It can be done only by God’s grace.

A child who is allowed to be disrespectful to his parents will not have true respect for anyone.

We should meet abuse by forbearance. Human nature is so constituted that if we take absolutely no notice of anger or abuse, the person indulging in it will soon weary of it and stop.

Another belief of mine; that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.

To me, it’s OK to have differences. But we don’t have to be mad about it. You know? And I think that’s where sometimes we get so passionate that we – you know, it turns into anger.

It’s always a struggle growing up in Akron.

Get mad, then get over it.

When you’re around the kids, you feel like you act the most grown up just because you’re supposed to lead. I say things, like every other parent, that reminds you of your own parents. One thing I do know about being a parent, you understand why your father was in a bad mood a lot.

Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.

Whatever is begun in anger ends in shame.

When I am angry I can pray well and preach well.

For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind.

I’m just a little kid from Akron.

I have always marched to my own beat, and most frequently, it was inconsistent not only with my own immediate family, but with my culture as well.

The fundamental defect of fathers, in our competitive society, is that they want their children to be a credit to them.

Growing up in the place I did I never was aware of any other option but to question everything.

He who angers you conquers you.

Anger is like a storm rising up from the bottom of your consciousness. When you feel it coming, turn your focus to your breath.

As a human being, anger is a part of our mind. Irritation also part of our mind. But you can do – anger come, go. Never keep in your sort of – your inner world, then create a lot of suspicion, a lot of distrust, a lot of negative things, more worry.

I got a lot of support from my parents. That’s the one thing I always appreciated. They didn’t tell me I was being stupid; they told me I was being funny.

Speak the truth, do not yield to anger; give, if thou art asked for little; by these three steps thou wilt go near the gods.

Anybody can become angry – that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way – that is not within everybody’s power and is not easy.

The father is always a Republican toward his son, and his mother’s always a Democrat.

I was brought up as an only child, and we were very close. But when I was 14, we got evicted. We came home to a padlock, and I looked up at my mom and she was crying, and there was nothing to do.

I always wanted to do what my brothers were doing. I always wanted to play the games they played and play rough and wear pants and go outside.

Now that I’m a parent, I understand why my father was in a bad mood a lot.

We praise a man who feels angry on the right grounds and against the right persons and also in the right manner at the right moment and for the right length of time.

When I was growing up, my parents were almost involved in various volunteer things. My dad was head of Planned Parenthood. And it was very controversial to be involved with that.

You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger.