Quote by Willard Gaylin

Expressing anger is a form of public littering.

Expressing anger is a form of public littering.

Summary

This quote suggests that when we express our anger, either verbally or non-verbally, we litter the public space with negativity and hostility. Similar to how littering pollutes the environment, openly venting our anger can pollute the social atmosphere by creating tension and discomfort. The quote implies that it's important to find healthier and more constructive ways to manage and communicate our anger in order to maintain a positive public space.

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Anger

By Willard Gaylin

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