Quotes About Fear

And then he wakes up. Sweating. Panting. Always the same. The worst part is not the sleeplessness. The worst part is the general darkness the dream leaves over him, a gray film that clouds over the day. Even his happy moments feel encased, like holes jabbed in a hard sheet of ice.

The hands on Eddie's childhood glass then were hard and calloused and red with anger, and he went through his younger years whacked, lashed, and beaten. This was the second damage done, the one after neglect. The damage of violence. It got so that Eddie could tell by the thump of the footsteps coming down the hall how hard he was going to get it.

Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.

Fear is how you lose your life.. a little bit at a time... What we give to fear, we take away from.. faith.

What if I lose you?" "You can't lose your mother, Charley.

Every one knows they 're going to die, but nobody believes it... If we did, we would do things differently.

Yorda turned away from the shadow-creature just as its claws were about to close on her shoulders. Her eyes met Ico's, then fell to his outstretched hand. Finally, fear spurred her to action. She ran and jumped.

Ico ran back to the windmill, growing increasily nervous with each moment Yorda was out of his sight. He didn't want to think what would happen if the shadow-creatures attacked while they were apart.

She put a hand on his arm and gently pushed. What? Ico asked, his voice hoarse. You want me to run away by myself, too? Yorda nodded.

Mr Jack Caffery', he says slowly. 'This is the truth, but don't be afraid of it. Your life will be different from this day on, but you will survive. You will continue.' 'How do you know?' 'I know because you and I? We are the same person.

I was in heaven, I was in hell, Believe in neither, But fear them as well.

courage is demanded not to attack when afraid

You're so beautiful," her mother said as she was leaving. "You should get a gun.

and so neither talked much of drifting apart, not wanting to inflict a fear of abandonment, while also themselves quietly feeling that fear, the fear of the severing of their tie, the end of the world they had built together, a world of shared experiences in which no one else would share, and a shared intimate language that was unique to them, and a sense that what they might break was special and likely irreplaceable.

One's relationship to windows now changed in the city. A window was the border through which death was possibly most likely to come. Windows could not stop even the most flagging round of ammunition: any spot indoors with a view of the outside was a spot potentially in the crossfire. Moreover the pane of a window could itself become shrapnel so easily, shattered by a nearby blast, and everyone had heard of someone or other who had bled out after being lacerated by shards of flying glass.

A little paranoia crawls into my lap, purring loudly.

My mind disappears behind desperate terror.

They knew there was a possibility the agent had sold them out to the militants, and so they knew there was a possibility this was the final afternoon of their lives.

E così, qualunque fosse la ragione, quella volta la moderazione ebbe la meglio, e l'audacia, perché ci vuole coraggio a non attaccare quando si ha paura

Da parte sua, Saeed avrebbe voluto poter fare qualcosa per Nadia, poterla proteggere da quel che li aspettava, per quanto, a un certo livello, capisse che amare significa accettare che inevitabilmente un giorno non riuscirai a proteggere quel che hai di più prezioso.

Saeed for his part wished he could do something for Nadia, could protect her from what would come, even if he understood, at some level, that to love is to enter into the inevitability of one day not being able to protect what is most valuable to you.

In Pakistan, my friends and family are frightened, as they should be when the

that to love is to enter into the inevitability of one day not being able to protect what is most valuable to you.

and inside it were Nadia and Saeed, who had run from war already, and did not know where next to run, and so were waiting, waiting, like so many others.