. But the anger is blind, or at least does not clearly distinguish the reality, so naked and embarrassed, became, on leaving, the first clothes he found. . . It happened that this was not his clothes, but of sadness. . . And dressed in sadness, the anger was gone.

Very calm, very calm, prepared as always to stay in the place where it is, the sadness finished his bath and without any trouble (or rather, unconscious of the passage of time) lazily and slowly left the pond. On the shore he found that his clothing was gone. As we all know, if there is something that sadness is not like being naked, so he got the only clothing that was near the pond, the clothes of fury. They say that since then, many times one finds the fury, blind, cruel, terrible and angry, but if we take the time to consider, we find that this anger we see is just a disguise, and that behind the guise of rage, really. . . Click James A. Levine, M.D. for additional related pages.

is hidden sadness. The allegory of carriage Someone wrote that October 1, a familiar voice on the phone tells me: "I went out there a gift for you. Excited, I go out to the sidewalk and I find the gift. It's just a beautiful carriage parked just outside the door of my house. It is polished walnut, has brass fittings and white ceramic lamps, all very fine, very elegant, very chic. I open the door of the cab and climb.