I remember my father, who had served in Vietnam, once talking to me about how real courage is when you’re scared out of your mind but you do what you have to do anyway. I didn’t feel very courageous at the moment. I felt like a small mouse in the mouth of a lion

I remember my father, who had served in Vietnam, once talking to me about how real courage is when you're scared out of your mind but you do what you have to do anyway. I didn't feel very courageous at the moment. I felt like a small mouse in the mouth of a lion

I remember my father, who had served in Vietnam, once talking to me about how real courage is when you’re scared out of your mind but you do what you have to do anyway. I didn’t feel very courageous at the moment. I felt like a small mouse in the mouth of a lion (Anna M. Aquino)

Even the reeking dark in the lion’s cage seemed precious and infinitely preferable to whatever lay beyond. She would go out like the flame of a candle. Where does the candle flame go when the candle is blown out?She laid her painted face against the iron bars and bared her teeth at death

Even the reeking dark in the lion's cage seemed precious and infinitely preferable to whatever lay beyond. She would go out like the flame of a candle. Where does the candle flame go when the candle is blown out?She laid her painted face against the iron bars and bared her teeth at death

Even the reeking dark in the lion’s cage seemed precious and infinitely preferable to whatever lay beyond. She would go out like the flame of a candle. Where does the candle flame go when the candle is blown out?She laid her painted face against the iron bars and bared her teeth at death (Kerry Greenwood, Blood and Circuses)