Hope that is the only antidote to fear.
Fear is priceless education.
Chasing records doesn't keep me on my bike. Happiness does.
I rode, and I rode, and I rode. I rode like I had never ridden, punishing my body up and down every hill I could find. I rode when no one else would ride.
So if there is a purpose to the suffering that is cancer, I think it must be this: it's meant to improve us.
It works better for me to be nervous and hungry.