"Love your enemies. I saw this admonition now as simple, sensible advice. I knew I could face an angry, murderous mob without eventhe beginning of fear if I could love them. Like a flame, love consumes fear, and thus make true defeat impossible."
"Honesty, respectability, the "what-will-people-say", the wisdom of nations, nothing means anything any more. Everything disappearsbefore fear. Fear, eh, Caesonia, that noble sentiment, unallayed, pure and disinterested, one of those rare ones that get their nobility from the belly."
"When a person hasn't in him that which is higher and stronger than all external influences, it is enough for him to catch a good cold in order to lose his equilibrium and begin to see an owl in every bird, to hear a dog's bark in every sound."
"He was good-natured to a degree of weakness, even to tears, upon the slightest occasions. Exceedingly timorous, both personally and politically, dreading the least innovation, and keeping, with a scrupulous timidity, in the beaten track of business as having the safest bottom."
"The timidity of the child or the savage is entirely reasonable; they are alarmed at this world, because this world is a very alarming place. They dislike being alone because it is verily and indeed an awful idea to be alone. Barbarians fear the unknown for the same reason that Agnostics worship it--because it is a fact."
"Fear can supplant our real problems only to the extent--unwilling either to assimilate or to exhaust it--we perpetuate it within ourselves like a temptation and enthrone it at the very heart of our solitude."
"There is no hate without fear. Hate is crystallized fear, fear's dividend, fear objectivized. We hate what we fear and so where hate is, fear will be lurking. Thus we hate what threatens our person, our liberty, our privacy, our income, our popularity, our vanity and our dreams and our plans for ourselves. If we can isolate this element in what we hate we may be able to cease from hating. Analyse in this way the hatred of ideas or of the kind of people whom we have once loved and whose faces are preserved in Spirits of Anger. Hate is the consequence of fear; we fear something before we hate; the child who fears noises becomes the man who hates them."