Fear has always seemed to me to run a course, and at its climax the body and perhaps the spirit defend themselves by drawing on some new and fresh source of strength.
That suggests that what you fear most of all is—fear. Very wise, Harry.
A cowardly leader is the most dangerous of men.
Everyone is a little frightened if new things.
It has been afraid too long ever to be free of fear.
But then, is there cowardice in the acknowledgment of fear? Is there cowardice in being glad that you lived?
Fear has no brains; it is an idiot.
It was because I was scared. Scared of standing out, scared of being invisible. Scared of seeming too big, scared of being too small. [...] No jokes, no prevarications, no sarcasm, no lies. Just scared scared scared.
That summer, in any case, all the fears with which I had grown up, and which were now a part of me and controlled my vision of the world, rose up like a wall between the world and me, and drove me into the church.
Learn how false fears be.
I was afraid and did not know what I feared, which is the worst kind of fear.