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BUT what am I to say of those (and I cannot say it without shame on my
own part) to whose implacability even the going down of the sun sets no
bound: but prolonging it for several days, and nourishing rancorous
feelings against those against whom they have been excited, they say in
words that they are not angry, but in fact and deed they show that they are
extremely disturbed? For they do not speak to them pleasantly, nor address
them with ordinary civility, and they think that they are not doing wrong m
this, because they do not seek to avenge themselves for their upset. But
since they either do not dare, or at any rate are not able to show their
anger openly, and give place to it, they drive in, to their own detriment,
the poison of anger, and secretly cherish it in their hearts, and silently
feed on it in themselves; without shaking off by an effort of mind their
sulky disposition, but digesting it as the days go by, and somewhat
mitigating it after a while.
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