“Your confidence kills your fears when they appear. Your competence makes them not to appear at all. Be bold; do it.”

“beneath the pain of your fears, wild and ready, lives your truth, the essence of your singular beauty, hoping, waiting for you to set it free.”

“He lifted himself out of the darkness of his fears, into a bright new world of possibility.”

“There is nothing like suspense and anxiety for barricading a human’s mind against the Enemy. He wants men to be concerned with what they do; our business is to keep them thinking about what will happen to them.”

“You have such faith,” he tells me. “Let it be bigger than your fears.”

“Sex is like an atom bomb. A potent weapon which fascinates and frightens. We’re afraid to let it loose, yet we all have our finger on the button.”–Zeena Schreck, Cuir Underground: Sado-Magic for Satan Interview, 1998”

“You were born a winner, a warrior, one who defied the odds by surviving the most gruesome battle of them all – the race to the egg. And now that you are a giant, why do you even doubt victory against smaller numbers and wider margins? The only walls that exist are those you have placed in your mind. And whatever obstacles you conceive, exist only because you have forgotten what you have already achieved.”

“The number of ways to live in one lifetime is limitless. So why limit yourself?”

“Each time we say yes to our fears and vulnerabilities, we move closer to our hopes and strengths.”

“The Circle of Friendships are those who help illuminate the darker sides of the road. They are the ones who will remain in the shadows with us in our greatest accomplishments, as well as our deepest fears.”

“Don’t nourish your fears more than you nourish your hopes.”

“Because…” he used to cradle his daughter in his arms every morning and often they would exchange soft nuances “…if you can dream it, if you can see it in your visions at night, if you can feel it in your soul, it’s yours! And it never really belonged to anyone else, in the first place! It was always yours!” Viera returned her scroll to the drawer and closed it, she kissed the compass around her neck and climbed into her bed under the warm quilts, the candle flame crackled and the memories of her father’s arms around her embraced her there in bed and his deep, hoarse voice resounded in her ears; “… and if you chance upon a treasure that is yours and it happens to be in the possession of someone else, it’s not very wrong to take what is yours, to take what you dreamed, what you saw in your visions at night, what you felt visit you in your spirit! Sure, it’s not lawful, but aye aye my little one, listen to me when I tell you that the best things in life are not under the laws of any sort! For which law created love? Which law created courage? The best things, the real things, are the things that are not measured by any man’s laws! Fear is the only thing that any law has ever created! And what kind of pirates would we all be if we were afraid of any of our fears, even a little!”

“It is in the darkest hour, when we are faced with our deepest most wrenching fears, that we are given the greatest strength. The choice is whether we succumb to the fear or rise with courage to face our truth and shine our brilliance as our sword of valor.”