Quotes About Fear

This was the story of our lives: minor insurrections, tiny victories, a brief chance to ridicule our oppressors, little floating vessels of hope amid a great sea of uncertainty, deprivation and fear.

Perhaps we all harbor a perverse need to get close to things that might destroy us.

I turned away, unexpectedly afraid to look at him. I was afraid of what he might be feeling, the depth of his loss, the extent of his fears. Will Traynor's life had been so far beyond the experiences of mine. Who was I to tell him how he should want to live it?

You know the worst thing about a man hitting you?" Margery said finally. "Ain't the hurt. It's that in that instant you realize the truth of what it is to be a woman. That it don't matter how smart you are, how much better at arguing, how much better than them, period. It's when you realize they can always just shut you up with a fist. Just like that.

Onsuz ya?amaktan korktu?umu fark ettim. Benim hayat?m? y?kmaya ne hakk?n var, demek istiyordum. Benim senin hayat?n üzerinde hiçbir ?ey söylemeye hakk?m yokken bunu yapmaya ne hakk?n var?

She believed me fearless. But nothing frightened me as much as my sister's fears.

You're going to feel uncomfortable in your new world for a bit. It always does feel strange to be knocked out of your comfort zone ... There is hunger in you, Clark. A fearlessness. You just buried it like most of people do. Just live well, just live. - William Traynor to Louisa Clark

Beside me Sam had started to shake silently. "Stop them," he murmured. "I'm going to bust my stitches.

They were like animals, men. They found too much direct contact threatening

The dark was oppressive, unrelieved by any neighbouring buildings or sodium light. It felt primeval,

Her life these days held a constant underlying drumbeat of worry.

Perhaps we all harbor a perverse need to get close to the things that might destroy us.

Um, Jess?" "Not now, Nicky." The police car was pulling over, too. Tanzie's palms had begun to sweat. *It will all be fine.* "I guess this isn't the time to tell you I brought my stash with me.

Are you claustrophobic?" His face, inches from mine, was etched with worry. "I could see you didn't want to go in. I just... I just thought you were being—" I shut my eyes. "I just want to go now." "Hold on to my hand. We'll go out." He knew the maze backward, he told me as we walked, his voice calm, reassuring. I entwined my fingers with his and felt the warmth of his hand as something comforting.

You reminded me that the world is capable of beauty, and that there were once things—art, joy, love—that filled my world, instead of fear and nettle soup and curfews. I saw you in my expression.

Clark, I've never seen anyone more uncomfortable with a human body than you. You act like it's something radioactive.

He had told her a few weeks ago that being this age was like walking among snipers, that people he cared about were being picked off and there was nothing you could do and no way of telling who was next.

Do you know how it feels to resign yourself to your fate? It is almost welcome. There was to be no more pain, no more fear, no more longing. It is the death of hope that comes as the greatest relief." The Girl You Left Behind

então eu chorei. sem soluçar desta vez. as lágrimas saíam em silêncio e me diziam que mais alguma coisa estava me deixando. culpa. medo. e algumas outras coisas para as quais eu ainda não tinha encontrado nomes.

They were like animals, men. They found too much eye contact threatening.

So what? So we sit there and do nothing every day in case we have an accident? Is that really how to live?

The only thing holding me back was myself.

Las lágrimas me abandonaron en silencio, señal de que algo más me abandonaba. La culpa. El miedo. Otras emociones para las que no tenia palabras.

To commit to Sam was to commit to the likelihood of more loss.