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.
I prayed to be brave and I stayed scared.
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.
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.
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.