Anger makes one not only malign but sharp-sighted. - Stefan Zweig

But it is the way of youth that each fresh piece of knowledge of life should go to its head, and that once uplifted by an emotion it can never have enough of it.

Once shame touches your being at any point, even the most distant nerve is implicated, whether you know it or not; any fleeting encounter or random thought will rake up the anguish and add to it.

Those whom fate has dealt hard knocks remain vulnerable for ever afterwards.