**   “Fear is the first thing you know when you’re born and the last thing you    know when you die,” he turned his head to hold my eyes with his, his    irises smoldering gold.  “It will never forsake you.  It’s not like love    and joy, those fleeting emotions.  Those emotions that are only there when    they’re getting something in return.  Those emotions that are gone at the    slightest change of plans.  Those emotions that you all think are so    fucking beautiful.” **If you haven’t read it yet, you really must.