I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.

An Indian respects a brave man, but he despises a coward.

Courage is contagious. When a brave man takes a stand, the spines of others are often stiffened.

Fear plays awful tricks on us. Disempowers our thoughts. Makes us physically sick. We think that we will die from fear. And while it is fact that we will die here, let our deaths not be from fear. Not now. Not ever.

A brave man is a man who dares to look the Devil in the face and tell him he is a Devil.

What I’ve learned the most through this, ... is how resilient Maggie is and how brave she is.