Quotes About Fear

We are born from darkness and to darkness we return. These are the truths you so fear, and in your fear discount.

Truth is a pressure, and I see us all shying away. But, my friends, from truth there can be no escape.

Dying a dozen times in mock battle is nothing. When it's for real you die but once.

Felisin ducked as something winged past her, leaving in its wake a musty, dead smell.

Hatred is a most pernicious weed, finding root in any kind of soil. It feeds on itself.' 'With words.' 'Indeed, with words. Form an opinion, say it often enough and pretty soon everyone's saying it right back at you, and then it becomes a conviction, fed by unreasoning anger and defended with weapons of fear. At which point, words become useless and you're left with a fight to the death.

There's nothing usual about killing and dying, about pain and terror.

He felt his own fear racing through his body, and it was with trembling hands that he read the Eel's message.

You have barred the doors caged the windows every portal sealed to the outside world, and now you find what you feared most - there are killers and they are in the House.

Though he'd never seen her, just her name on the hot, dry wind was enough to give him the shakes. Mage killer, the scorpion in the Imperial pocket.

I do not want to meet my evil self,' said Pearl. Draconus glanced across at him. 'Who does?

he'd stayed, nailed to a single tree but only because he'd grown used to the scenery around it. It was amazing what could be endured when in the grip of inertia. He had reached a point where anything strange, unfamiliar, was cause for fear. But unlike his brothers and sisters, Mappo could not ride that fear across the full span of his life. For all that, it had taken the horror he now approached to prise him from the tree.

And, hovering inches from her throat, was the tip of the warrior's flint sword.

I do not want certainty. In fact, certainty is the one thing I fear the most.

To see a dead body was to recoil, mind spinning a dust-devil of thoughts - that is not me - see the difference between us? That is not me, that is not me. No one I know, no one I have ever known. That is not me . . . but . . . it could be. So easily it could be.

One of the quips Reagan scribbled on a notepad after waking up after surgery was Winston Churchill's famous line from his autobiography My Early Life that "there is no more exhilarating feeling than being shot at without result.

He knows the sniper will fire again, but he isn't afraid. At this moment fear doesn't exist. There's no such thing as bravery. There are no heroes, no villains, no cowards. There's what he can do, and what he can't. There's right and wrong and nothing else. The world is binary. Shading will come later.

I'm afraid of everything, of dying, of not dying. I'm afraid that it will stay like this forever, that this war isn't a war, but just how life will be.

Orwell feared we would become a captive culture. Huxley feared that we would become a trivial culture. . . . Orwell feared that what we hate will ruin us. Huxley feared that what we love will ruin us.

I thought, Or maybe drowning wasn't as scary as what they had to face every day.

What did you—" He swallowed. His voice was raspy. "What did you do to him?" "Sightseeing. Your turn." He shivered. "No, that's all right.

In my opinion, phobia indoctrination is the single most powerful technique for keeping people dependent and obedient. I have encountered numerous individuals who had long ago stopped believing in the leader and the doctrine, but were unable to walk away. They were psychologically paralyzed with indoctrinated fears which often functioned subconsciously.

As New York Times columnist Charles Blow observed, "Trump's magical mixture is to make being afraid feel like fun. His rallies are a hybrid of concert revelry and combat prep. Trump tells his followers about all the things of which they should be afraid, or shouldn't trust or should hate, and then positions himself as the greatest defense against those things. His supporters roar their approval at their white knight.

News items are excellent for eliciting fear and inculcating phobias. Cult leaders like to tell members about floods, earthquakes, fires, famines, plagues, and wars–as proof that the last days have arrived.

At a 1937 conference of the Communist Party in the Soviet Union, Stalin's people applauded him for eleven consecutive minutes, fearing that the first to stop would be killed or sent to prison. Finally, one man stopped, the director of a paper factory. "To a man, everyone else stopped dead and sat down," writes Nobel Prize winner Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn in The Gulag Archipelago. That same night the director of the paper factory was arrested and sent to prison for ten years.