Quotes About Anxiety

No existence is more contemptible than that, which is embittered by fear.

All night he either traversed his apartment with an agitation equal to that, which anxiety had so lately inflicted, or composed and destroyed letters to Ellena; sometimes fearing that he had written too much, and at others feeling that he had written too little; recollecting circumstances which he ought to have mentioned, and lamenting the cold expression of a passion, to which it appeared that no language could do justice.

But then what do you do?" "I pray for strength." The words were simple, straightforward. Josef pushed against the floor with one foot and the swing moved back and forth, cradling us. "And then you're not afraid anymore?" "No," he replied. "Then I am still afraid. But then I know that God knows I'm afraid, and that is what makes the difference.

Most of the monsters men fear are in their minds. They would vanish like smoke if we would only let them.

All that I am hangs by a thread tonight

Look carefully through all the claims pressing upon you in your complicated life, and decide once and for all what it is that is the one really important and overmastering duty in it, and should be the one dominating aim. Then remember that if you succeed in that, the others, so multifarious, are really no more than the fringe of the garment, and that you need not spend so much anxiety over them, provided that the one most important is faithfully attended to.

Bon. Il ne te reste plus que cinq minutes pour arriver à prononcer une phrase de sept mots, c'est faisable, non? Allez, badinait-il pour de faux, si c'est trop, sept, trois me suffiraient...Mais les bons, hein? Merde! J'ai pas composté mon billet...Alors?

From the very moment they first showed Paulette her new house, waiting with a mixture of emotion and anxiety for her every reaction, her every comment (she made none), and for the next trick of destiny, a warm gentle wind would caress their tired faces. A caress, a truce, a balm. Sentimental healing , as someone we know might say.

Dalton. We don't know where the others are. They were just behind us. I think we'd better wait for them.' 'I saw a cart pull out in front of them,' Sophie said. 'It'll have slowed them down.' Mr Lloyd looked round, frowning. 'No one's come to the door to check what we're

Okazuje si?, ?e nie ma nic trudniejszego ni? by?. Podejrzewa?em to. Cz?owiek podpiera si? ca?? swoj? krz?tanin?, beznadziejnym poczuciem obowi?zku, pracowito?ci?, która jest tylko tchórzostwem, l?kiem przed samym byciem.

Night is the worst time, when her vitality sinks to its lowest ebb and she's frightened of everything. Unable to read or do anything else, she wanders about the house like a woman living with ghosts, who can't find the way or the will to return to the living world.

So this was how he lived now, getting jittery because a bus pulled up near. Well, he was not going on like that. It was not good enough. The one person who could help him had not appeared. He probably never would. But there must be some other way. He knew that there was another way although for the moment he couldn't think what it was. Soon it would come back to him, in a minute he would remember the way out, the way where he was going.

You who understand what a human mind can be, how can you bear it? I don't have the hundredth part of your mind and there are days when I think I'll go mad. I can feel it. Or hear it. It's more like hearing something creeping along the walls, just behind my head, getting closer and closer. A big insect, maybe a scorpion. A dry skittering, that's what madness sounds like to me.

Ostensibly about protecting laborers and women, the goal was in fact to, in Horace Page's words, "end the danger of cheap Chinese labor and immoral Chinese women," making it quite clear that gender and race were significant factors in immigration policy and that there was tremendous anxiety over and backlash against the Supreme Court's decision in Chy Lung.

Soviet joke about the terrible anxiety Ivan and his wife Masha experienced when the knock on the door came—and their relief when they learned it was only the neighbor come to tell them that the building was on fire.

I cannot close my eyes, fear stands over me instead of sleep.

I am afraid of being infected," they tell him, "but I am even more afraid of being left alone.

We are always waiting for something bad. If something good happens, we are sure something bad will follow.

Our fears are not always reasonable

What people are afraid of can tell us a lot about society.

I love readings and my readers, but the din of voices of the audience gives me stage fright, and the din of voices inside whisper that I am a fraud, and that the jig is up. Surely someone will rise up from the audience and say out loud that not only am I not funny and helpful, but I'm annoying, and a phony.

I got a lot of things that society had promised would make me whole and fulfilled - all the things that the culture tells you from preschool on will quiet the throbbing anxiety inside you - stature, the respect of colleagues, maybe even a kind of low-grade fame.

The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. To dig for treasures shows not only impatience and greed, but lack of faith. Patience, patience, patience, is what the sea teaches. Patience and faith. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach—waiting for a gift from the sea.

And I. I too. Quite collected at cocktail parties, meanwhile in my head I'm undergoing open-heart surgery.