Quotes About Anxiety

Time, thought Bobby suddenly, was a very frightening thing.

Don't be a fool," Vera Claythorne urged herself. "It's all right. Elly Kleinman and others are downstairs. All four of them. There's no one in the room. There can't be. You're imagining things, my girl.

once a weak person gets really frightened, they get quite savage with terror and they've no self-control at all.

Uncertainty creates panic.

I think somebody deliberately wanted to frighten her.

it is the future that causes one inquietude.

I don't know what the usual reactions are of a man who goes to propose marriage. In fiction his throat is dry and his collar feels too tight and he is in a pitiable state of nervousness.

Does nothing frighten you, Anne Beddingfeld?" "Oh, yes," I said, with an assumption of coolness I was far from feeling. "Wasps, sarcastic women, very young men, cockroaches, and superior shop assistants.

Inside the room, the pall fear had fallen anew. Again, surreptitiously, they watched each other.

All these Ministers insist on coming in and having kittens all over the place.

Sensationalism dies quickly - fear is long-lived.

Frank Carter trembled violently. Sweat came out on his brow. His eyes, more furtive than ever, went wildly from side to side.

Quiet men, said Miss Marple, are often attracted to flamboyant types. Conversations are always dangerous, if you have something to hide, said Miss Marple. When you're young and strong and healthy and life stretches ahead of you, living isn't really important at all. It's young people who commit suicide easily, out of despair from love, sometimes from sheer anxiety and worry. But old people know how valuable life is and how interesting.

His eyes were set rather close together and they had a way of shifting uneasily from side to side when he was embarrassed. He was inclined to be suspicious and slightly hostile.

He saw the alarm grow in the dark eyes. Mr. Dubois did not like the appearance of an inspector of the CID. He didn't like it at all.

Fear, Mr. Burton, is an incalculable thing.

His hands were shaking and his face was twitching. He looked a wreck of a man.

She fumbled with her bag and pulled out a handkerchief. Her voice trembled.

Stress is poison.

and the thought of relieving my mourning, even slightly, for a moment filled me with a kind of fear.

Hell is a place forged in the mind and is fueled by fear.

In almost everything that touches our everyday life on earth, God is pleased when we're pleased. He wills that we be as free as birds to soar and sing our maker's praise without anxiety.

Certain temperaments respond to anxiety by pulling inward. Their instincts tell them ' Don't go out to meet the world - you'll have a panic attack. Inside is where safety is.

But she's too afraid. Afraid that if she begins, she'll start to cry and never stop, that she'll be swallowed by her sadness, her fear, how overwhelmed she is, how certain she is that everything she has is slipping away.