Quotes About Concern

I SLEPT LATE the next morning because I'd woken up every time Jack tossed or turned, worried I'd given him nightmares. When I got up, the Cobra had weighed anchor. As far as I could see, there was the flatness of the ocean

I am fine, Lucern muttered as she settled him into a chair. He found her concern rather annoying. If she was too nice to him, he might feel guilted into being nice back.

We live our lives in the eye of God, and not at the periphery but at the center of His vision, His concern.

O God, here, as so often, I cannot help. Let me not forget she is your child and your concern makes mine as nothing.

Louise thinks the bad flu strain this autumn, which has caused a lot of deaths, may not be flu at all, but mitochondritis.

Flip! Are you all right! Paul! Are you all right! They spoke simultaneously and then they both laughed and Paul came over to the bed and kissed Flip and then stood looking down at her. Flip smiled at him and strangely her eyes filled with tears. I thought he'd killed you, Paul said. No, I'm fine, Paul. Are you all right?

Why should I apologise for being utterly honest from the start, telling you the score, telling you the truth, coming to meet your parents, calling them to say I was worried that you didn't answer your phone. Are these the actions of some kind of shit? No, I think they're what a man who loves you might do.

My greatest concern is not whether you have failed, but whether you are concerned with your failure.

Almost all the times advices from your loved ones are for your safety, not for your success.

Do they wish us well?Or hope to see us fail?

Be careful! If the opinion of others is your gauge, then it is also your goal. If you concern yourself with what others think, then you can only go as far as others think. You're better than that!

I am not a Zionist, nor am I am a practicing Jew, but I have a great deal of sympathy for my fellow Jews and a deep concern for the survival of Israel.

True sympathy is the personal concern which demands the giving of one's soul.

He watch'd and wept he pray'd and felt for all.

I remember, in my senior year, one of my teachers taking me aside and saying: 'You look really tired.' This was when I was being a bad kid and she knew that something was wrong.

I don't like the way he looks at you." My stomach lurched. "What do you mean? How does he look at me?" "Like you're not a student and he's not a teacher.

All night long I worried, not about myself but about Jimmy. I imagined him looking for me, running through the park, looking in the movie theatres. He was a good man, considerate and kind, but he was not strong. He had never been through any kind of bad hardship before. So I worried.

I care about everything. Emotionalism and sensibility are my quicksands.

one true thing among all these paths is the need to tap a deep vein of connection between our own uncontrollable interior preoccupations and what we're most concerned about in the world around us. We write in response to that world; we write in response to what we read and learn; and in the end we write out of our deepest selves, the live, breathing, bleeding place where the picture form, and where it all begins.

Beatrix is kneeling beside him, fanning his face. 'Are you okay, Boris?' says Beatrix. 'Never felt better!' says Boris, suddenly leaping up and stretching out to his full height.

He spent too much of his time responding to disasters that never happened.

I don't care what it was. What if that happens tonight? What if the Home Underground collapses on the Lost Boys? What if the nursery set falls over? I don't want to be responsible for killing Kristy.

Dawn had not yet said anything nice. She was trying to be friendly, but something wasn't right. Did she think I looked terrible? Was she mad at me?

I felt terrible. What could I do to make Kristy feel better? And if she felt better, would she be nicer to me?