She slept with wolves without fear, for the wolves knew a lion was among them.

Wolves never cry.

Maybe we feel empty because we leave pieces of ourselves in everything we used to love.

She had the power to change the world, but she could not save the one she loved...

Fear isn't so difficult to understand. After all, weren't we all frightened as children? Nothing has changed since Little Red Riding Hood faced the big bad wolf. What frightens us today is exactly the same sort of thing that frightened us yesterday. It's just a different wolf. This fright complex is rooted in every individual.

A man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly tame a wolf.