The toughest fibre is anger. It is the stickiest dirt. When you get angry, you forget mother, father and teacher; you descend to the lowest depths. You lose all discrimination in the excitement; even Hanuman set fire to the whole of Lanka when he was incensed by the rakshasas who set fire to the tip of his tail; and he lost sight of the fact that Sita was in the Asoka Vana. It was only after he had exulted in achievement, for a little while, that he remembered it and then he started condemning himself for his anger.
- Baba -