“For as [a person] thinks within himself, so he is. . .”1
My wife, Anne, has a primordial fear of bugs. I do not know how she developed this fear, but her terror persisted over the years despite my best attempts to cure her. She believed that bugs would do something dreadful to her. No bug has ever, in fact, assaulted her, but her unbridled fear remained. When I was finishing graduate school, we lived in a rented home that had seen some better days. She would enter a dark room, flip on the light, see a bug on the floor, and let out a Hollywood-quality, blood-curdling scream.
Our four-year-old ...