Quotes About Concern

Why do you care?" "Because someone has to.

Worry has weight, and is an infinitely renewable resource.

People got so mad when she lost spheres. They were strange about money. Far too concerned with something that you couldn't eat—though Lift figured that was probably the point of using spheres instead of something rational, like bags of food. If you actually traded food, everyone would eat up all their money and then where would society be?

If what matters to us is what we're concerned about, then play and rest is important. If what matters to us is what other people think or say or value, then it's back to exhaustion and producing for self-worth. Today, I choose play and rest.

Are you all right?" Nessa asked in some concern. "Perfectly," he said as soon as he could safely do so. "I simply find your candor refreshing." She looked rather confused. "I hope not to choke you with it. Is this our box?

We'll be watching to see if there is room for those new molars," he said. "Richie may need braces soon." Mom didn't say anything. She was back where no one could reach her. Did she even hear him? Well, I heard. Braces! They'd have to find me first. I hoped Dr. Dory couldn't swim. I already knew that my mother had never been in anything deeper or colder than bathtub water.

Imagine having a mother who worries that you read too much. The question is, what is it that's supposed to happen to people who read too much? How can you tell when someone's crossed the line.

Don't you understand that this is serious?" she screamed. "Anna is missing!

Our colleagues don't sound happy," Björk said with concern. "It's never popular to bring in someone from your own force. It's going to be a dismal winter because of this.

More enslaving than our occupations, however, are our preoccupations. To be pre-occupied means to fill our time and place long before we are there. This is worrying in the more specific sense of the word. It is a mind filled with "ifs." We say to ourselves, "What if I get the flu? What if I lose my job? What if my child is not home on time? What if there is not enough food tomorrow? What if I am attacked? What if a war starts? What if the world comes to an end? What if . . . ?

when prayer is no longer its primary concern, and when its many activities are no longer seen and experienced as part of prayer itself, the community quickly degenerates into a club with a common cause but no common vocation.

Yes, I'm reckless and sometime express no concern for my own well being, and I express a misanthropic view of the world, but to have an opinion, you can't be a nihilist.

It is with pain that I read of the dire effects of my book upon the minds of young girls.

People can't get their heads round the idea of a species surviving; you know, they're more concerned about how you treat a donkey in Sicily or something.

I came away from the forums with a profound concern about the highly addictive and destructive nature of methamphetamine. Families are torn apart, lives are destroyed and treatment is difficult to get.

As I look around, I get this sinking feeling that we're off track, that there's something sick in the soul of our country. I examine the fruit that's hanging on the tree of America, and I can see that it's rotting. And that concerns me deeply.

If God is just, I tremble for my country.

My faith is very private to me. It plays an important part in my life, but I do not try and throw my beliefs at others. I have tremendous respect for all faiths and beliefs, but have a deep concern that religion and faith are currently a long way apart from each other.

I first got a sense of that idea of nodality - but I didn't use the word back then - with 'The Missing of the Somme': that sense of a particular place in a landscape or on a map having some kind of tremendous power to draw us to itself... that made me conscious, and since then, really, it has been an abiding concern of mine.

We all approached doing a sequel with great trepidation and skepticism.

If God is so concerned about the state of truth in any society, I think that should begin to concern us as well.

I have a very strong feeling that the opposite of love is not hate — it's apathy. It's not giving a damn.

Frankly I had thought that at the time Roe was decided, there was concern about population growth and particularly growth in populations that we don't want to have too many of.

People attracted to others' trouble or drama like vultures are drawn to roadkill. People who seem to get up when you're down, always just a little too interested in your latest conflict, slight, or failure.