“I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.”

“It is particularly incumbent on those who never change their opinion, to be secure of judging properly at first.”

— Jane Austen《Pride and Prejudice》

“Art is the most intense mode of Individualism that the world has known.”

— Oscar Wilde《The Soul of Man under Socialism》

“Yet even this way of life is in their estimation happier than groaning over the plough; toiling in the erection of houses; subjecting their own fortunes and those of others to the agitations of alternate hope and fear.”

— Tacitus《The Germany and the Agricola of Tacitus》

“All right, then, I'll go to hell.”

— Mark Twain《Adventures of Huckleberry Finn》

“There is nothing in this world to fear, nothing to revere or trust, nothing even to hope for; least of all, is there aught to love.”

— Richard Doddridge Blackmore《Lorna Doone》

“He trembled, and his eyes seemed to be moistened; clearly his ferocious soul was weakening, and fear had stricken him to the heart.”

— Gustave Aimard《The Treasure of Pearls: A Romance of Adventures in California》

“I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I’ll go to it laughing.”

— Herman Melville《Moby-Dick》

“So fear maddened the Queen, but not in truth the fear of Brangien who was loyal; her own heart bred the fear.”

— Joseph Bédier《The Romance of Tristan & Iseult》

“The hatred of the "world," the curse on the affections, the fear of beauty and sensuality, another world, invented for the purpose of slandering this world the more, at bottom a longing for.”

— Friedrich Nietzsche《The Birth of Tragedy》

“Even the wisest man in the world, though he dearly loved them, could never make women out; and I fear, Harry, that you and I are not even the wisest men in the Welsh Fusileers.”

— James Grant《Under the Red Dragon: A Novel》

“Experience was of no ethical value. It was merely the name men gave to their mistakes.”

— Oscar Wilde《The Picture of Dorian Gray》

“An unknown man in a lonely place is a permitted object of fear to a young woman privately bred; and the figure that faced me was—a few more seconds assured me—as little anyone else I knew as it was the image that had been in my mind.”

— Henry James《The Turn of the Screw》