fear

The weakest link in any chain of security is not the technology itself, but the person operating it; iron gates have no compassion to appeal to, nor fears to exploit, nor insecurities to use to one__ advantage. They are, however, operated by us _ by beings of unlimited vulnerability and limited energy. Why waste time brute-forcing what can be easily circumvented by a clever façade and a crimson tongue?

Once you let in the word, once you allow it to take root, it will spread like a mold through all of your corners and dark spaces_ and with it, the questions, the shivery, splintered fears, enough to keep you permanently awake.

Sometimes I fear those noisy words boiling in an unsettling cauldron.

I did not want to appear before the world as pathetic, deprssed, and psychologically ill. So I erected a barrier of words and wit around myself, so that nobody could see how needy I really was.

The word 'Terror' is so generally and universally used in connection with everyday trivial matters that it is apt to fail to convey, when intended to do so, its real meaning.

The only reason for your intimidation by the devil, and your being afraid of him, or what he can do is because you are living in ignorance (darkness) which is his territory.

The holy faith is the fear of God.

The fear of God is the beginning of knowledge.

Belief compelled through fear is not belief, it is blind and forced obedience.

If you believe it, it happens. If you don't, it doesn't. When you believe him, you put your own power in his hands.

I'm on a diet I plan to lose Guilt, Fear, Sin, and Doubt then I'll be confident enough to walk about.

That is what we are, what we do: nose a net, push push, a net that never exists. The knots in the mesh as strong as our own believing. Our own fears.

We must question every inner-belief we possess without fear or attachment.

The great systems that inform the world about the truth and life invariably claim to be absolutely truthful and well-balanced. In reality they are quaking bridges built out of yearning.

The superstitious man wishes he did not believe in gods, as the atheist does not, but fears to disbelieve in them.

My fear is not death. I only fear GOD so as all of you should.

The way to embody love completely is to see and appreciate life just as it is, and not as you believe, fear, or desire it to be.

I tried to believe in God, but I confess to you that God meant nothing in my life, and that in my secret heart I too felt a void where my childhood faith had been. But probably this feeling belongs only to individuals in transition. The grandchildren of these pessimists will frolic in the freedom of their lives, and have more happiness than poor Christians darkened with fear of Hell.