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“We create our own hell or heaven by giving vent to anger or by mastering it. If you are angry, the world seems like hell. However, when you are peaceful, the same world becomes heaven.”

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Book:31 Ways to Happiness
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Book:The Whole Motion: Collected Poems, 1945–1992
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“There is dancing and laughter in hell, an angel weeping openly on a park bench in heaven. My mother, dead and frantic in an attic. A white shirt on a floor. An old man in a wheelchair, rubbing his eyes. Here it is, here it is! the occupational therapists sing as they rise to the surface of the earth, smiling, bearing their terrible surprise.”

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Book:A Girl Like That
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