My mother says anger is better than sadness.
Why, Mother?
Is anger not destructive?
Is creation not the ultimate goal of living, and does sadness not allow for the creation of some of the most beautiful and memorable works of art?
Anger causes one to break things, throw tantrums, scream, shout.
But sadness: Sadness spawns only magnificence, when one lies completely alone, crying one's eyes out, one loses oneself in a wallowing flood of tranquility, sorrow and self-pity. The heart droops; the eyes wilt. Is this not pure pulchritude?
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