We poison our lives with fear of burglary and shipwreck, and, ask anyone, the house is never burgled, and the ship never goes down.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The fear of burglars is not only the fear of being robbed, but also the fear of a sudden and unexpected clutch out of the darkness.
Crime and the fear of crime have permeated the fabric of American life.
You don't think about the danger. The spaceship becomes your home.
Once we open the door to the plutonium economy, we expose ourselves to absolutely terrible, horrifying risks from these people.
Though the terror of the sea gives to none security, in the secret of the shell. Self preserving we may dwell.
Is there some risk every day we walk out our front door? Every time we get in our car? Yeah. Are we materially less safe now than we were 10 years ago? Whatever delta there is, it's very small.
Fear tastes like a rusty knife and do not let her into your house.
Being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned.
In South Texas, we understand how vital port security is and we fear the day a weapon of mass destruction could be brought into a U.S. port in a container and cause hundreds of thousands of casualties.
Our houses are such unwieldy property that we are often imprisoned rather than housed by them.