But of the seven deadly sins, wrath is the healthiest - next only to lust. — Edward Abbey, Postcards from Ed: Dispatches and Salvos from an American Iconoclast
But of the seven deadly sins, wrath is the healthiest - next only to lust. — Edward Abbey, Postcards from Ed: Dispatches and Salvos from an American Iconoclast
But of the seven deadly sins, wrath is the healthiest - next only to lust. — Edward Abbey, Postcards from Ed: Dispatches and Salvos from an American Iconoclast
But of the seven deadly sins, wrath is the healthiest - next only to lust. — Edward Abbey, Postcards from Ed: Dispatches and Salvos from an American Iconoclast
But of the seven deadly sins, wrath is the healthiest - next only to lust. — Edward Abbey, Postcards from Ed: Dispatches and Salvos from an American Iconoclast
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But of the seven deadly sins, wrath is the healthiest - next only to lust.

— Edward Abbey, Postcards from Ed: Dispatches and Salvos from an American Iconoclast
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