“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] It can turn a minor annoyance into anger for example; a rainy day into a creative disaster.

[...] He would meet honor, belief, respect, disbelief, anger, love—and some scorn. [...]

[...] In your father’s anger he had wished that your mother was dead, or that she would leave and take her brood with her. [...]

[...] Release her to her own ways for awhile without ire, without anger. [...]

(Humorously:) I am not done with you yet, but I do not want him (Carl) to feel left out over here, and while you are recovering I will speak to him: for you were also in your own isolated universe, and if hers had fears in it, then yours was a valley of desolation in which your emotions were like unruly animals galloping around in there; and you were so frightened and worried about your own worth that you could not consider hers, and you were so insecure that her sensing insecurity, when you were aware of it, drove you to anger.

You would do far better by trying to bring these out into the open on your own parts and encourage them on the part of your mate; the angers or aggressions or misunderstandings, when you let them out and discuss them and feel them. [...]

[...] He felt, however, that some of your own anger against the foreign publisher was directed at Tam. [...]

[...] Jane said she quickly ended the flow of data because as she spoke she could feel the guy getting furious all over again at the mention of the encyclopedia; this following a growing anger fueled by the previous data. [...]

[...] I say this because often anger, for example, may seem spontaneous—and may be—but is more often the explosive, finally forced expression of reactions long withheld or repressed.

With his mother dead it seemed highly unsporting to cast, for example, any aspersions or express fresh anger against injustice. [...]

[...] Even chemically such anger causes reactions that will make desired states of being difficult to achieve.

[...] Later that evening the torture discussion, you see—this frightened him because his withheld anger and aggression found the talk most satisfying, and Ruburt then and there fought desperately to deny this. [...]

Some people are only aware of — or largely aware of — impulses toward anger, because they have inhibited those natural impulses toward love that would otherwise temper what seemed to be aggressive desires. [...]

[...] Any anger that you felt toward Ruburt in the present was then exaggerated by this negatively imagined future, so that you became angrier. [...]

[...] Obviously, you want to work in peace: you resent the intrusion of having to take the time to express anger or disappointment. [...]

[...] On a few occasions he found it negative early in the game, but any criticism later of his relationship with publishers was taken to be a symbol of an anger with him because of his books, period.

Augustus Two once leaped from a second-story window to the ground in anger, and without injury — a highly unusual feat. [...]

[...] He never did display any anger or outright emotional upset. [...]

[...] His anger at your coworkers generated the energies that found immediate outlet, pulling people here. [...]

([Brad:] “I heard a doctor speaking of anger and anxiety leading to the destruction of human cells.”)