Quotes About Anxiety

Worry is something you create.

Worry is something you create ... to fill a void [of] faith

Fear is how you lose your life . . . a little bit at a time. . . . What we give to fear, we take away from . . . faith.

Worry is something you create. Why would we create worry? To fill a void. A void of what? Faith.

Part of me is scared of leaving school. Part of me wants to go so desperately.

Morrie talked about his most fearful moments, when he felt his chest locked in heaving surges or when he wasn't sure where his next breath would come from. These horrifying times, he said, and his first emotions were horror, fear, anxiety. But once he recognized the feel of those emotions, their texture, their moisture, the shiver down the back, the quick flash of heat that crosses your brain - then he was able to say, Okay,. This is fear. Step away from it. Step away.

Fear is how you lose your life . . . a little bit at a time. . . . What we give to fear, we take away from . . . faith." The

Worry is something you create." "Why would we create worry?" "To fill a void." "A void of what?" "Faith.

And then he wakes up. Sweating. Panting. Always the same. The worst part is not the sleeplessness. The worst part is the general darkness the dream leaves over him, a gray film that clouds over the day. Even his happy moments feel encased, like holes jabbed in a hard sheet of ice.

Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.

Fear is how you lose your life.. a little bit at a time... What we give to fear, we take away from.. faith.

Ico ran back to the windmill, growing increasily nervous with each moment Yorda was out of his sight. He didn't want to think what would happen if the shadow-creatures attacked while they were apart.

What happens is my mind starts to go in circles, thinking and thinking, and then I can't sleep. And once a couple of days go by, if you haven't slept, you start to get sick. You can't eat. You start to cry. It just feeds on itself.

In the history of the evolution of the family, you and the millions of other migrants like you represent an ongoing proliferation of the nuclear. It is an explosive transformation, the supportive, stifling, stabilizing bonds of extended relationships weakening and giving way, leaving in their wake insecurity, anxiety, productivity, and potential.

A little paranoia crawls into my lap, purring loudly.

My mind disappears behind desperate terror.

In Pakistan, my friends and family are frightened, as they should be when the

It is only the fear of death that makes death seem important.

Qui craint de souffrir souffre déjà de ce qu'il craint.

When in my present lonely lot, I feel my past has not been free From sins which I remember not, I dread more, what to come, may be.

fear is a thought in your mind. This means that you are afraid of your own thoughts.

Matt worried about what would happen to him now. Would Rosa come back and throw him into the sawdust? Would she make good on her promise to bury him alive?

Gratitude unleashes the freedom to live content in the moment, rather than being anxious about the future or regretting the past.

I rather dread doctors at one's age, it always seems to me they take one look at you, cry cancer & remove several important portions of your anatomy. (p89)