Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.
Where there is no freedom, there is death and destruction.
It's stasis that kills you off in the end, not ambition.
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure.
An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; a wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind.
A coward dies a thousand deaths... a soldier dies but once.
I believe that every single event in life happens in an opportunity to choose love over fear.
There is no hope unmingled with fear, and no fear unmingled with hope.
Be Fearful When Others Are Greedy and Greedy When Others Are Fearful
It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live.
Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.
The constant assertion of belief is an indication of fear.
Tell your friend that in his death, a part of you dies and goes with him. Wherever he goes, you also go. He will not be alone.
Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second's encounter with God and with eternity.
In Heaven, all the interesting people are missing.
I could die for you. But I couldn't, and wouldn't, live for you.
Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
