I would rather have the wings of a butterfly than the heart of a lion.
Why?
The butterfly is thrown around by the smallest breeze, yet it keeps going. The butterfly may have many fears; being swept away by the wind may be one, yet it still flys, taking to sky like a fearless bird.
Whereas the lion will go about it's business proudly strutting, ignoring all but itself and it's prey. While the lion is usually viewed as courageous, true courage is only shown in a moment of fear, when we are faced with a decision to choose between fear or becoming so focused that we forget to be afraid.
Unlike the butterfly, the lion's courage means little, because in the end... it really has nothing to fear.
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