Awe is what moves us forward.

Awe is humanity's highest faculty, Even though this world is forever altering its values.

Awe is the wow of silence

Awe is showing respect with your mouth wide open.

Fear is the fire that melts Icarian wings.

Fear is many-eyed.

Fear is the parent of cruelty.

Fear is the mother of superstition.

Grief is a room without doors.

Grief is the essence of humanity — Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists.

Grief is a great struggle — grief teaches the steadiest minds to waver.

Grief is a developer of the powers of the mind.