Adventure is worthwhile.

Rash men wish for dangers beforehand but draw back when they are in them. Brave men are excited at the moment of action, but collected beforehand.

There was nothing wrong, he reminded himself, with healthy fear; only when it escalated into panic did it become a killer.

That which is clearly known hath less terror than that which is but hinted at and guessed.

A slow and heavy step, which had been heard upon the stairs and in the passage, paused immediately outside the door. Then there was a loud and authoritative tap.

His eyes shone, and his cheek was flushed with the exhilaration of the master workman who sees his work lie ready before him. A very different Holmes, this active, alert man, from the introspective and pallid dreamer of Baker Street. I felt, as I looked upon that supple, figure, alive with nervous energy, that it was indeed a strenuous day that awaited us.

My nerves tingled with the sense of adventure. Throwing aside my cigarette, I closed my hand upon the butt of my revolver, and, walking swiftly up the door, I looked in.

So long as I am acting from duty and conviction, I am indifferent to taunts and jeers. I think they will probably do me more good than harm.

I have accepted fear as part of life — specifically the fear of change... I have gone ahead despite the pounding in the heart that says: turn back....

Confidence imparts a wonderful inspiration to its possessor.

O that we would so love the gospel and have so much compassion for lost people that tribulation and distress and persecution and famine and nakedness and danger and sword and gun and terrorist would turn us not into fearful complainers, but bold heralds of good news.

If death is no longer a fear, we're really free. Free to take any risk under the sun for Christ and for love.