Quotes About Fear

remember the simplest thing of all: how it is to be children, secure in belief and thus afraid of the dark.

The hawk does not fear you, boy, and the hawk never will. The hawk is God's gunslinger.

His words faded, because here were the switches Dan was looking for. The special switches, the ones with the red handles ... Shine on, he thought, and pulled them all.

The author of so many evils," he said.

Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us. And sometimes...they win...

if you try to outrun your own shadow, you're bound to fall on your face.

Sometimes you could get rid of the ghosts that were haunting your life if you could only work up enough courage to face them.

She looked at Danny. His face was all eyes. His mouth was pressed into a frightened, bloodless slit.

Thinking that if a person did begin considering supernatural possibilities, that person would no longer be able to think of himself as a completely sane person, and thinking about one's sanity was maybe not a good thing. It was like thinking about your heartbeat: if you had to go there, you might already be in trouble.

There was an ocean above us, held in by a thin sac that might rupture and let down a flood at any second.

There are no atheists in the foxholes, I've been told, and precious few agnostics in the Intensive Care ward.

This is dying - I know because I've done it before.

Things with the power to scare the living shit out of you on a thundery midnight in most cases seem only interesting in the bright light of a summer morning.

It's the people who aren't scared who die young.

The woman from Room 217 was there, as he had known she would be.

I'm afraid to go to sleep. I'm afraid my dead friends will come to me, and that seeing them will kill me.

Horror's a worm that needs to be coughed out before it breeds.

It's a wholly illogical but nonetheless powerful belief that things will change for the better in a new place; that the urge to self-destruct will magically disappear.

Sometimes he makes us live.

Here's something else I believe: if you're going into a very dark place—like Wilf James's Nebraska farmhouse in "1922"—then you should take a bright light, and shine it on everything. If you don't want to see, why in God's name would you dare the dark at all?

Better to be dirty than dead.

Part of her wanted to run. Never mind how flowing water was bound to take her to people eventually, all that was likely just a crock of Little House of the Prairie shit.

At the same moment a cold chill traced a finger down the middle of my back. Sometimes things come back to you, that's all. Sometimes they come back.

What he saw then was terrible enough to make his worst imaginings of the thing in the cellar look like sweet dreams; what he saw destroyed