Pessimists fear becoming the dupes of Hope. Optimists enjoy Hope's company, and consider being duped no great matter.
Everyone fears and courts his own demon.
Always clamping down on excitement is not self-control but fear.
I do not regret the folly of my youth, but the timidity.
Too timid to talk back, I shot my adversary.
Fear regulates. Appetite impels.
If "there is no harm in asking," why guilt and fear when we do so?
Boredom and fear keep us working and obeying the laws.
Fear of my cruel impulses makes me kind.
