你不生气，MMA？她摇了摇头。愤怒的意义是什么？在某些情况下，MMA Ramotswe和我们所有人一样都会感到生气，但它们很少，而且从未持续很长时间。 Obed Ramotswe曾经向她解释了愤怒，只不过是我们在伤口中摩擦的盐。她从未忘记那个关于牛，博茨瓦纳和雨的行为的话。
(You're not angry, Mma? She shook her head. What was the point of anger? There were occasions when Mma Ramotswe, like all of us, could feel angry, but they were few-and they never lasted long. Anger, Obed Ramotswe had explained to her once, is no more than a salt that we rub into our wounds. She had never forgotten that-along with the things he said about cattle, and Botswana, and the behaviour of the rains.)