Devour your fear.

Simon Holt

Mots clés fear

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If you dont know learn how to be scared, you'll never really learn how to be brave.

Simon Holt

Mots clés fear brave scared

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Good.I need you to be scared.Very,very scared.And then you'll never be scared again.

Simon Holt

Mots clés fear the-devouring

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Surrender to your fear so you may triumph over it.

Simon Holt

Mots clés fear triumph

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They lurk in the cold and dark.Hungry and,wicked,they wait for their one chance to devour the weak on Sorry Night.Then the vours feast on a banquet of fear.Your fear.They steal your soul but your body remains.No one knows the difference.

Simon Holt

Mots clés fear feast devour

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When I walked into the room, I looked down to the floor and saw that each and every garment I owned had been pulled from its rightful place and had been meticulously sliced into countless pieces. One thing was painfully obvious to me: these clothes were symbolic of me; they represented my body.

What you really wanted was to slice me into countless pieces.

Rasmenia Massoud

Mots clés fear violence knife attack

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It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.

Mary E. Pearson

Mots clés fear memories

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Courage is a decision you make to act in a way that works through your own fear for the greater good as opposed to pure self-interest. Courage means putting at risk your immediate self-interest for what you believe is right.

Derrick A. Bell

Mots clés fear courage self-interest

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What makes you so dare to challenge me, kiddo?
It ain't about you, Sir. I just wanna confront my fear.

Toba Beta

Mots clés fear dare challenge confront

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She was someone who heard each grain in the hour-glass, she felt the passing seconds like sandpaper against her softest skin. Time actually seemed to hurt her, and people helped her get through it. [..] Sometimes it seemed to Nathan that her life was just that, a feat of held breath, just another ten seconds, just another five, and then death would flood her lungs like water, a string of glass bubbles to the surface and then nothing. She was scared in a way that he could understand. The kind of fear that sends you running across a six-lane highway or jumping into rapids. She was someone who ran towards her fear, screaming. Who tried to frighten it. Who, in another period of history, would have been worshipped as a saint or burned as a witch.

Rupert Thomson

Mots clés fear death mortality

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