"What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distill’d from limbecks foul as hell within,
Applying fears to hopes & hopes to fears,
Still losing when I saw myself to win!"
- William Shakespeare - Sonnets
Appetite, with an opinion of attaining, is called hope; the same, without such opinion, despair.
Thomas Hobbes (1588 - 1679)
So, first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself—nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance. In every dark hour of our national life a leadership of frankness and vigor has met with that understanding and support of the people themselves which is essential to victory. I am convinced that you will again give that support to leadership in these critical days.
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