When desire dies, fear is born.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil.
Fear is a spirit that produces a feeling.
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
Love is what we were born with. Fear is what we learned here.
Fear is the passion of slaves.
Fear is a noose that binds until it strangles.
Fear is real, but so is love.
I believe that every single event in life happens in an opportunity to choose love over fear.
Death is not a word to fear, any more than birth is.
Why fear death? It is the most beautiful adventure in life.