Anger. It’s easy to define: the noise of the soul. Anger. The unseen irritant of the heart…. X-ray the world of the vengeful and behold the tumor of bitterness: black, menacing, malignant. Carcinoma of the Spirit. Its fatal fibers creep around the edge of the heart and ravage it. Yesterday you can’t alter, but your reaction to yesterday you can. The past you cannot change, but your response to your past you can.