“I am never afraid on the wire. I am too busy. But … sometimes the sky grows dark around the wire, the wind rises, the cable gets cold, the audience becomes worried. At those moments I hear fear screaming at me. To imagine that one evening I will have to give up the wire, that I will have to say, ‘I was afraid, I met Holy Fear, it invaded me and sucked my blood’ – I, the fragile walker of wires, the tiniest of men, will turn away to hide my tears – and yes, how afraid I am.”