Quotes About Anxiety

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for when two opposing groups become friendly, the perception that they are far more similar than they previously thought causes anxiety because this threatens their large-group identities. Enemies feel obliged to maintain what I call a principle of non-sameness. I will discuss this further later in this chapter.

There is no fear worse than a new fear;

Neva ought to smile more. It breaks her anxiety into tiny pieces of joy you want to gather up and hand back to her in your palms, as if to say, "See what you can make when you loose the reins.

I was that kind of tired you feel when you've spent a day in a hospital while a loved one undergoes surgery and comes through all right, the loved one, of course, being myself, and Christmas being the surgical procedure.

Every day has its great grief or its small anxiety. ... One cloud is dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day in a hundred of real joy and bright sunshine.

Jean Valjean watched these ravages with anxiety. He who felt that he could never do anything but crawl, walk at the most, beheld wings sprouting on Cosette.

Quando molte sensazioni hanno agitato la giornata, quando qualcosa preoccupa la mente, ci si addormenta, sì, ma non ci si riaddormenta. Il sonno può venire, ma difficilmente può ritornare.

On emerging from that black and deformed thing which is called the galleys, the Bishop had hurt his soul, as too vivid a light would have hurt his eyes on emerging from the dark. The future life, the possible life which offered itself to him henceforth, all pure and radiant, filled him with tremors and anxiety.

It's going to be an interesting ride, seeing who they become in the next four years. Interesting for you, she said. You're in the stands, watching the game. I'm down on the field, taking the hits. I'm terrified something will go wrong. What can go wrong? They're smart, curious, loving kids. They've got everything going for them.

When you're a mom, you learn about fear. You're always afraid. Always. About everything from cupboard doors to kidnappers to weather. There is nothing that can't hurt our kids, I swear." She turned. "The irony is they need us to be strong.

I was taught by my father to be afraid of the world, and some of the lessons stuck. I read about Patty Hearst and the Zodiac Killer and the massacre at the Munich Olympics and Charles Manson, and I knew the world was a terrifying place. He said it all of the time, reminded me that mountains could blow up and kill people in their sleep. Governments were corrupt. A flu could come out of nowhere and kill millions. A nuclear bomb could fall at any second, obliterating everything.

Fear was a mansion, one room after another, connected by endless hallways.

When a man resorts to violence, he's scared," Jack said. "That's a good sign.

Missing him. Longing for him. Worrying about him. Those were her nighttime journeys.

felt to her as if her family stood poised on the edge of a great precipice that could collapse at any second, crumble away like the houses that crashed down Seattle's unstable, waterlogged hillsides.

city becomes one long line. Everything is disappearing, especially politeness. Rations are consistently being cut, and often there is no food to be had, even with a ration card. Vera, like everyone else, is tired and hungry and afraid.

Perhaps she was looking at the other side of fear. What happened to a child when fear had been the norm forever Ã¢â'¬Â¦ did it melt into watchfulness?

Thoughts—even fears—were airy things, formless until you made them solid with your voice, and once given that weight, they could crush you.

When you're a mom, you learn about fear. You're always afraid. Always. About everything from cupboard doors to kidnappers to weather. There is nothing that can't hurt our kids, I swear...the irony is they need us to be strong

I am afraid t put it into words, this fragile impossible hope of mine, and more afraid not to.

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The more she got, the more she wanted, the more afraid she was of losing it, and the harder she worked.

She'd rather have nightmares about Randall Flagg or Carrie or Jack Torrance than about her own past.