Oh, tiny cowering powers yearning to be.

The worst thing about fear itself is that it blinds you to the fact that you always had a choice in whether to fear or not.

Best thing I ever did was examine my own fears, and discard each one upon understanding the who, what, when, where, and why I came to fear that particular fear in the first place.

You tiny folk are terrified, as terrified as my Mom, the religious tyrant.

And in this one facet of your miserable existence, I truly feel sorry for you. I was afraid once myself. I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy, which apparently you wish to be.

God's will in all things.