““Wrath is one of the seven deadly sins,” she remarked, turning away from him to gaze out the window, trying to alleviate the burning sensation in her middle. He laughed bitterly. “Remarkably, I have all seven; don’t bother counting. Pride, envy, wrath, sloth, avarice, gluttony, lust.” She lifted an eyebrow but did not turn around. “Somehow, I doubt that.” “I don’t expect you to understand. You’re only a magnet for mishap, while I am a magnet for sin.””
