Quotes About Anxiety

Everyone contacts me with the same questions: how can I be more confident? How can I get over my anxiety? And, without being preachy, I do believe that diet is so key.

That's what makes writer's block so painful. You think the well has run dry, maybe somewhere in the heavens the tap has been turned off. That's beyond frightening.

I can never go to a clairvoyant. I'd be too afraid of what they might tap into.

You could put me on a stage in front of 100 people, and I could do a tap dance, but one-on-one was really difficult for me. And it took me most of my life to learn how to work with that anxiety, to embrace and be comfortable with it.

I tap my fingers and cheekbones before going on stage to calm down. But nerves are necessary; if you ever lose them, it's a bad sign.

If you tap people's racial anxieties, you're not going to get them to be able to hear any of your facts.

Tardiness in literature can make me nervous.

Speaking can be a lot like exercise: The more time you spend getting ready, the more you mentally build the task into something larger than it actually is.

Having a task to focus solely on makes me forget about anything I'm worried or anxious about.

I was paralyzed with nerves on 'Taste of Honey' and never quite knew what was going on.

I'm not scared of snakes, spiders, flying... nothing scares me apart from needles. I just hate them. Which is quite funny because I've had four knee operations, and I've got tattoos, so I've seen a few needles in my time.

I think there are people watching me, and if ever I manage to save £1,000 there's someone saying, 'Oh, we'll invent a tax to take that off him.'

Believe me, there's nothing worse than the feeling in the pit of your stomach when you're sat in the back of a taxi, listening to someone else doing your show as you dash to the studio.

My first-night jitters are so bad, I can't even hold a tea cup, but once I am over that, I get really into it.

I was very nervous about going up to teach at Stanford and very nervous even about going to ARPA.

I dont dream that much, but for a long time I had a recurring dream which wasnt funny at all. I was in a physics exam, and was asked a question by a teacher which I constantly got wrong.

I was so afraid to even read a paper in front of my classmates. It is very funny because at that point my teachers would never have believed that I could speak in front of an audience of over 2,000 people.

As a goalkeeper, you always expect every team to give you nightmares.

I had nightmares after being with the national team. You shouldn't have things like that.

I had never thought I could love another person this much. I also never thought I'd live in such fear of losing another person.

Here goes nothing might have been an accurate statement, because nothing actually happened.

I had never thought I could love another person this much. I also never thought I'd live in such fear of losing another person. Was that how everyone in love felt? Did they all cling tightly to their beloved and wake up terrified in the middle of the night, afraid of being alone? Was that an inevitable way of life when you loved so deeply? Or was it just those of us who walked on a precipice who lived in such a panic? I

Mama just stepped back on the treadmill of worry and hopeless, and kept walking.

Have I mentioned that I expect death around every turn, that every blue sky has a safe sailing out of it, that every bus runs me over, that every low, mean syllable uttered in my direction seems to intimate the violence of murder, that every family seems like an opportunity for ruin and every marriage a ceremony into which calamity will fall and hearts will be broken and lives destroyed and people branded by the mortifications of love?