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Can there be any man so fearful, that had not rather fall once than hang always in suspense?
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Can there be any man so fearful, that had not rather fall once than hang always in suspense?
Beside, that the ills which he fears he may suffer, he suffers in the very fear of them.
Providence treats us like a generous father, and brings us up to labors, toils, and dangers; whereas the indulgence of a fond mother makes us weak and spiritless.
As death, therefore, is hanging over our head every hour, how can a man ever be unshaken in soul if he fears it?
Instead of denying these fears, declare them, say them out loud, admit them, give them the credit they deserve.
I’d subscribe to the belief that we’re all destined to have to do the thing we fear the most anyway.
I try to scare myself at least once a day.
Fear is more importunate and insupportable than death itself
Your fears must be mastered before you can win in any worthwhile undertaking in life.
Every year if not every day we have to wager our salvation upon some prophecy based upon imperfect knowledge.
Uncertainty gives fear a chance to get in its deadly work on the imagination and make cowards of us.
When the need comes, there is a power deep within us that answers the call.
Fear is an instructor of great sagacity and the herald of all revolutions.
God will not have his work made manifest by cowards.
Difficulties may intimidate the weak, but they act only as a wholesome stimulus to men of resolution and valour.
A man must so train his habits as to rely upon his own powers and depend upon his own courage in moments of emergency.
It is hard to fail, but it is worse never to have tried to succeed.
Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in the gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.
By flight alone we cannot overcome, but by endurance and true humility we are made stronger than all our enemies.
It occurred to me at once that Harris had been as much afraid of me as I had been of him.
My sensations as we approached what I supposed might be 'a field of battle' were anything but agreeable.
I would have given anything then to have been back in Illinois, but I had not the moral courage to halt and consider what to do; I kept right on.
Fortune favours the brave.
So, if you want to change the world, don’t back down from the sharks.
If you want to change the world, you must be your very best in the darkest moment.