Quotes About Anxiety

The old sleep poorly. Perhaps they stand watch.

As always, the blessed relief of starting, a feeling that was like falling into a hole filled with bright light. As always, the glum knowledge that he would not write as well as he wanted to write. As always the terror of not being able to finish, of accelerating into a brick wall. As always, the marvelous joyful nervy feeling of journey begun.

I know that the thing under my bed doesn't exist. But I also know that if I keep my feet under the blanket, it won't grab my ankle

When the dawn was still long hours away, bad thoughts took on flesh and began to walk. In the middle of the night thoughts became zombies.

I don't like people. They fuck me up

Terrible thing to live in fear. Brooks Hatlen knew it. Knew it all too well. All I want is to be back where things make sense. Where I won't have to be afraid all the time.

I'm so afraid that all I can reach will lead me to all I dare not see.

Disquiet and desire. What you want and what you're scared to try for. Where you've been and where you want to go. Something in a rock-and-roll song about wanting the girl, the car, the place to stand and be. Oh please God can you dig it.

You haven't finished the key, but not because you are afraid to finish. You're afraid of finding you can't finish. You're afraid to go down to where the stones stand, but not because you're afraid of what may come once you enter the circle. You're afraid of what may not come. You're not afraid of the great world, Eddie, but of the small one inside yourself.

In the end, we wear out our worries.

Let's talk, you and I. Let's talk about fear.

She had always consciously or unconsciously formed fear into a simple equation: fears = unknown.

They lived in fearful perplexity and passed it off as imagination

We'd all be scared if we knew what was swept under the carpet of each other's minds

There ain't no power in heaven or on earth that can stop people from thinkin the worst when they want to.

In nightmares we can think the worst. That's what they're for, I guess.

When dawn was still long hours away, bad thoughts took flesh and began to walk. In the middle of the night thoughts became zombies.

I worry about you Bev. I worry a lot.

You don't worry about dropping the eggs until you're almost home.

That's not such a bad thing,' he said to me. 'In nightmares we can think the worst. That's what they're for, I guess.

So in that sense, I and my fellow horror writers are absorbing and defusing all your fears and anxieties and insecurities and taking them upon ourselves. We're sitting in the darkness beyond the flickering warmth of your fire, cackling into our caldrons and spitting out spider webs of words, all the time sucking the sickness from your minds and spewing it out into the night.

Frightened people live in their own special hell.

The world is insane. You only have to watch the news to know it.

The palm of his hand was a dull red. Not a good sign. I jerk off left-handed, he thought, at least that's something.