Quotes About Anxiety

Cardan doesn't add that he laughs when he is nervous.

Only idiots aren't scared of things that are scary

Só idiotas não têm medo de coisas assustadoras.

Her mind would careen along one path and then another, making imaginary moves and countermoves, a chess game played against herself to no purpose except indulging her anxiety. A snake eating its own tail and then choking on it.

She's right to be worried. I just declared war

Sometimes it feels as though there's a knot inside me, and were it to come apart, whatever emerged would be all teeth.

A medida que nos hacemos mayores, las cosas van cambiando. Y por mucho que anhele ese cambio, también me da miedo.

Fear made her sink her fingers into her bedsheets, as though she could hang on to her life before this moment if she just gripped hard enough.

We are getting older and things are changing. We are changing. And as eager as I am for it, I am also afraid.

I feel his gaze on my back, pricking the hairs on my neck. It is all I can do not to run.

She's right to be worried. I just declared war.

Fear is terrible, but the combination of hope and fear is worse.

Here's why I don't like these stories: They highlight that I am vulnerable. No matter how careful I am, eventually I'll make another misstep. I am weak. I am fragile. I am mortal. I hate that most of all.

Los idiotas son los únicos que no se asustan de las cosas que dan miedo.

Only Idiots aren't scared of things that are scary.

Only idiots aren't afraid of scary things.

Worrying was interest paid on a debt that might never come due.

Our worst misfortunes never happen, and most miseries lie in anticipation.

Cruelty and fear shake hands together. An unfulfilled vocation drains the color from a man's entire existence.

Some sentiment other than love united these two beings, and inspired with mutual anxiety their movements and their thoughts. Misery is, perhaps, the most powerful of all ties.

Much of today's public anxiety about science is the apprehension that we may forever be overlooking the whole by an endless, obsessive preoccupation with the parts.

We are, perhaps, uniquely among the earth's creatures, the worrying animal. We worry away our lives, fearing the future, discontent with the present, unable to take in the idea of dying, unable to sit still.

To be honest, I'm scared to death of rollercoaster rides.

on who the friend turns out to be and…well, the whole thing drives me to total distraction and anxiety.