Quotes About Anxiety

When someone reaches middle age, people he knows begin to get put in charge of things, and knowing what he knows about the people who are being put in charge of things scares the hell out of him.

Maybe come to think about it, that is the sign of an extrovert, in any event I have always from the earliest of ages found it difficult to wander into a restaurant on my own.

Anxiety is the normality of our age.

This is, i think, very much the Age of Anxiety, the age of the neurosis, because along with so much that weighs on our minds there is perhaps even more that grates on our nerves.

A certain nervous disorder afflicting the young and inexperienced.

Fear comes with middle age.

I think the age we're living in is starting to get scary.

The twenty-first century is, and will remain, the Age of Insecurity.

We are a nation equally afraid of gathering together and being alone.

Sociopaths are not afraid of very much, except for physical harm and dying - really primitive, basic kinds of fears. The problem with being alone for a sociopath is boredom.

I have three phobias ...: I hate going to bed, get up and hate hate being alone.

One solitary, overriding thought: get away from here. People frighten me.

Anne says that fear of death is the basis of all violence

The worst dream of the night, when you are parted from someone you love and you do not know exactly where he is, but you know that he is in the presence of danger. You are tormented by a desire to keep the one you love safe.

I was struck with the consuming terror that the miser must feel for his hoard. It was so vulnerable.

The thing is fear cant hurt you anymore than a dream(Lord of the flies)

accustomed to lure him into speaking of himself. But she put them far less spontaneously, far less adroitly, than usual. Her one all-absorbing anxiety in entering that room was not an anxiety to be trifled with.

Noel Vanstone [...] composed himself to meet the coming ordeal, with reclining head and grasping hands - in the position familiarly associated to all civilized humanity with a seat in a dentist's chair.

My uncle is right," she said. "I have caused trouble and anxiety enough to you, and to all about me. Let me cause no more, Marian—let Sir Percival decide." I

The fear of death is strangely mingled with the longing for repose.

The moment man begins to take thought of the morrow he passes out of the Garden of Eden into the vale of anxiety; the pale cast of worry settles down upon him, greed is sharpened, property begins, and the good cheer of the "thoughtless" native disappears.

How much more suffering is caused by the thought of death than by death itself!

She felt weary and careworn, in the way one often does before the big job of work is tackled; that sense of premature or projected exhaustion that is the breeding ground of all procrastination.

Describe your state of mine. Insecure. Uncertain. Feverish