You would rather face a life without me than to have me choose a life I would not choose for myself.
I do not mind when you tell me what you want and put that first instead of last.
Fear is a scavenger who feeds on the future; on what may be and what is possible, extending down the line of our lives.
Fear sits and smiles and is predatory, immobile and silent and serene; an observer who conserves his energy and is content to wait.