Quotes About Anxiety

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Haley wondered to herself as she packed a sample of virtually every over-the-counter medication she was allowed to take into her travel bag. Insect

Mao Tse. Leigh tried to push away the horrible thoughts swimming in her head. Mao Tse was fine. She was just hiding. No one wanted to hurt her. They wanted something else.

I keep the telephone of my mind open to peace, harmony, health, love and abundance. Then, whenever doubt, anxiety or fear try to call me, they keep getting a busy signal — and soon they'll forget my number.

No passion so effectually robs the mind of its powers of acting and reasoning as fear.

Better be despised for too anxious apprehensions, than ruined by too confident security.

There is a courageous wisdom; there is also a false, reptile prudence, the result not of caution but of fear.

Yet nothing did he dread, but euer was ydrad.

And within her something was screaming: "Oh, my God! Oh, my God! He knows French. And those girls that can row and everything. And me, I don't know anything. Oh, God, what'll I do?

Writers are always anxious, always on the run--from the telephone, from responsibilities, from the distractions of the world.

Aborrezco profundamente los grandes ámbitos. Sentarme en esas confiterías inmensas que todavía persisten en Buenos Aires me produce una sensación de vértigo sumamente desagradable; un asco certero en la boca del estómago. En lugares como ésos uno se encuentra permanentemente expuesto, fatalmente a la vista de todos. Y eso es algo que sencillamente no tolero. Ocho años de análisis no han logrado quitarme esa inquietud y ese desasosiego.

Los estúpidos se conservan mejor físicamente porque no los corroe la ansiedad existencial a la que se ve sometida la gente más o menos lúcida.

For as long as I can remember I have suffered from a deep feeling of anxiety which I have tried to express in my art.

From the moment of my birth, the angels of anxiety, worry, and death stood at my side, followed me out when I played, followed me in the sun of springtime and in the glories of summer. They stood at my side in the evening when I closed my eyes, and intimidated me with death, hell, and eternal damnation. And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?

My fear of life is necessary to me, as is my illness. Without anxiety and illness, I am a ship without a rudder. My art is grounded in reflections over being different from others. My sufferings are part of my self and my art. They are indistinguishable from me, and their destruction would destroy my art. I want to keep those sufferings.

I was walking along a path with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.

Without anxiety and illness I should have been like a ship without a rudder.

I was walking along the road with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.

When the situation is hopeless, there's nothing to worry about.

Anyone not paranoid in this world must be crazy. . . . Speaking of paranoia, it's true that I do not know exactly who my enemies are. But that of course is exactly why I'm paranoid.

The sky is falling! The sky is falling!

Stress is when you wake up screaming and you realize you haven't fallen asleep yet.

If you spend all your time worrying about dying, living isn't going to be much fun.

And though she's not really illThere's a little yellow pillShe goes running for the shelterOf a mother's little helperAnd it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day.