One evening Mulla Nasruddin quarrelled with his wife and shouted at her so fiercely that she fled for refuge to a neighbouring house, where he followed her.

As it happened a wedding feast was in progress, and the hosts and guests did all they could to calm him down, and vied with each other to make the couple reconciled, to eat and enjoy themselves.

The Mulla said to his wife: ‘My dear, remind me to lose my temper more often – then life would really be worth living!’