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“If a person shows anger to you, and you show anger in return, the result is disaster. If you nurse hatred, you will never be happy, even in the lap of luxury. By contrast, if you control your anger and show its opposite - love, compassion, tolerance, and patience - then not only do you remain in peace, but gradually the anger of others also will diminish.”

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Book:How to Be Compassionate: A Handbook for Creating Inner Peace and a Happier World
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How to Be Compassionate: A Handbook for Creating Inner Peace and a Happier World

This book serves as a practical manual for readers seeking to develop their capacity for compassion. It explores various techniques and philosophies aimed at enhancing inner peace and contributing to a more harmonious society. more

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