Cowards make the best torturers. Cowards understand fear and they can use it.

I’ll tell you now. That silence almost beat me. It’s the silence that scares me. It’s the blank page on which I can write my own fears. The spirits of the dead have nothing on it. The dead one tried to show me hell, but it was a pale imitation of the horror I can paint on the darkness in a quiet moment.

Fear of ridicule begets the worst cowardice.

It's my petty fear of personal rejection that allows so many true evils to exist. My cowardice enables atrocities.

A warrior fears the battle he missed. More than any fight he can make his own, he fears the fight that’s gone, that ended without him, that no feat of arms can change.

There are several good protections against temptations, but the surest is cowardice