“Go on, my friend, and fear nothing; you carry Cæsar and his fortunes in your boat.”

“You complain, friend Swift, of the length of my epigrams, but you yourself write nothing. Yours are shorter.”

“Your fear of letting go prevents you from letting go of your fear of letting go.”

“I understand that fear is my friend, but not always. Never turn your back on fear. It should always be in front of you, like a thing that might have to be killed.”

“You shouldn't be trapped in the failures of other people, you know? Some of you are so scared of going out, you go hang out with anybody. But you ought to go out there with God, He listens, and listens 24 hours a day. You keep your television on, you surround yourself with friends, but you're scared of God. The fear of the Lord is the beginning of all wisdom. Never lose your reverence for Him. God is nothing to be joking about, but perfect love casts out fear.”

“You know I believe we all begin equal parts light and dark. I fear you think your strength lies in your darkness. But the measure of a man is not the fear he sows in his enemies. It is the hope he gives his friends.”

“Now hollow fires burn out to black,
And lights are guttering low:
Square your shoulders, lift your pack,
And leave your friends and go.

Oh never fear, man, nought's to dread,
Look not to left nor right:
In all the endless road you tread
There's nothing but the night.”

“According as men thrive, their friends are true; if their affairs go to wreck, their friends sink with them. Fortune finds friends.”
Ut cuique homini res parata est, firmi amici sunt : si res labat, itidem amici collabascunt. Res amicos invenit.

“Longingly—I think of my friends,
But neither boat nor carriage comes.”

“You know, my dad knew a guy who used to work on boats. I loved him. Sadly, he drowned one night on lake Gosser with his friend who was secretly a queer. They did a little more than fishing that night and then proceeded to sink the boat as an act of love. That scallywag was my good ol pops and his cousin Jonny.”