Quotes About Anxiety

A free spirit must be able to surmount anxiety time after time.

Every time I leave the house or we go anywhere, there is a paranoia. We always have to watch for specific cars and specific signs that we're being photographed.

You have to understand you cannot have faith and fear at the same time; you can only have one or the other.

I'm worried about everything at all times.

It is not tricks of sense But the time's fright within me which distracts Least fancies into violence

In the landscape of time, there are few locations less comfortable than that of one who waits for some person or event to arrive at some unknown moment in the future.

Every time you finish a book, you have a terrible feeling that there's just never going to be another one. But fortunately, so far, the next one has always shown up.

I have a hard time waiting for things to happen.

You know, I did not like being famous. It was a stressful and ugly time, and I'm glad it's over.

It's tough to go to sleep at night, and I wake up after five hours because I feel like I'm wasting time. I just sit up at night and think about what I can do next.

It's like I'd been walking a tightrope with a big safety net underneath me, but I never really thought about the net until someone took it away. And then every single step scared me to death.

Was it still paranoia if all his fears were justified?

Tm worried about my tests.

We'd better get going." Caramon glanced around uneasily. "We show up like a jewel in a gypsy dancer's navel.

Fear of the unknown is always the most difficult to overcome.

I was afraid of myself, afraid of God.

Didn't go in, just hovered outside like homeless person because (a) place was too small and Detta would have spotted me, and (b) once you're through doors of shop like that, if you try to leave without buying anything, they shoot you in the back with sniper's rifle.

Oh, the dread. The horrible, awful, dreadful, dready dread.

I was anxious to please, even if I hated the recipient of my pleasing. My pleasee.

Life was getting dark around the edges. It was like he was moving through a tunnel that was becoming narrower and blacker and more choked and airless, and soon there would be nothing left for him to breathe and no room for him to move.

Now and again, a frantic feeling seized her with sudden force. It would come on without warning, a type of panic, a sense that there was something she'd left undone, which would have catastrophic consequences if it wasn't addressed.

I'll be fifty and, seriously, what's the age when a person finally feels safe and secure? Because I really thought it would have happened by now.

We're hallucinating. And that's what this world is: a mass hallucination, where fear seems more real than love. Fear is an illusion. Our craziness, paranoia, anxiety and trauma are literally all imagined.

And that's what this world is: a mass hallucination, where fear seems more real than love. Fear is an illusion. Our craziness, paranoia, anxiety and trauma are literally all imagined. That is not to say they don't exist for us as human beings. They do. But our fear is not our ultimate reality, and it does not replace the truth of who we really are. Our love, which is our real self, doesn't die, but merely goes underground.