Quotes About Fear

Did Danny feel the tentacles tightening? If so, it was not reflected in his research notes. He collected information on vicious killers and power brokers, but gave no clue that he thought they were coming after him.

Shutting down behind self-pity and secret shame; sacrificing themselves to childish mothers and selfish men; vaguely yearning, self-medicating; painting someone else's pictures; obediently tracing the magic circle. afraid, entranced. There are so many different ways to drown.

Surely, it would not take much to distinguish between the character of a person who foresaw a world ending "not with a bang but a whimper," and one who feared some mighty holocaust, as were the planets ripped into smithereens by explosions from within.

Puritanism—the haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy. —H. L. Mencken (1949)

Two boys wearing masks, the most visible symbol of the epidemic

Radio messages report rampant rumors of Khmer Rouge attacks. There is a curfew imposed at dusk. Every corner along the main road is occupied by tanks and armored personnel carriers, soldiers everywhere. The road to Vietnam is crawling with military, and everyone is nervous. But rather than being afraid to go outside, I find it thrilling. I've stepped into a TV show and any misadventure can be undone with a flick of the remote.

The UN Human Rights office was once the Soviet Cultural Center, but few Cambodians ever went in there. They were too afraid of the Soviets to want to learn about their culture.

When the Law is properly understood and its threats heard and feared, it exercises a restraining power within the souls of sinners, which is the end result of true conviction of sin.

I glanced over at him warily. "Don't start getting any ideas about her. The last time someone took a fancy to Kate, things went very badly for him." "What happened?" "He got shot." "You shot him?" "Well, no, but he did get shot.

I whirled to see the snake springing up from the ferns and bouncing towards us, fast. This time we turned and ran. Every time I looked around, the snake was still there. I wanted to laugh and scream at the same time. The little creature was ridiculous. It was terrifying, and it was also gaining on us.

Nothing's scarier than having a sick child, and one so newly born, and so vulnerable. It's the worst thing for a parent.

There was nothing left to say, and we all headed in our different directions, keeping our fears bottled up inside us. Airborne, nothing frightened me. But the idea of crash-landing on the sea, water filling us, made my stomach churn. The Aurora was my home, and I couldn't bear the thought of abandoning her to the waves.

Come now, my child, if we were planning to harm you, do you think we'd be lurking here beside the path in the very darkest part of the forest?

There are so many little dyings How do we know which one of them is death?

It's dark out, Jack, the stations out there don't identify themselves, we're in it raw-blind like burned rats, it's running out all around us, the footprints of the beast, one nobody has any notion of. The white and vacant eyes of something above there, something that doesn't know we exist. I smell heartbreak up there, Jack, a heartbreak at the center of things, and in which we don't figure at all.

Come now my child If we were planning to harm you, do you think we'd be lurking here beside the path in the darkest part of the forest?

Then I felt her hand .... ** ....while I tried to get away ..... ;'Please, Mrs. Pippin!' .... She took her ... **** ... panting and saying .......... as she ........ under the bed where I thought I'd be safe for a little while, but she reached under and ... ** ..... Just then someone opened the door and I said, 'Help!Help!' as loud as I could but he only smiled and said, 'Well that's one I'll have to try sometime,' as Mrs. Pippin ....

I renounced what I considered to be my Christian faith at around age seventeen, not without fear and trembling. I found the idea of using God as a crutch totally distasteful. I preferred to be on my own. In hindsight I now see that my apparent abandonment of "faith" has actually paved the way for real faith. Sometimes, it is necessary to tear down the old so that the new can be built.

Charlotte's face paled. She was already scared as a prisoner of war. Now she knew where she had been taken. She was in the Draco Galaxy. The galaxy controlled by Dunge Katorsay. The leader of the intergalactic rebellion.

One of us might have dreamt it, but not both, not both at the same time with the same dream," Robert responded thinking carefully. Virginia spoke slowly. "It was a nightmare seeing those strange aliens. They acted like we were an experiment, poking and testing our bodies. And talking to us through their eyes. I could understand them. That's what scared me so badly," she screamed again. "Let's get the hell out of here," Robert yelled.

My quest these days is to find my long lost inner child, but I'm afraid if I do, I'll end up with food in my hair and way too in love with the cats.

Write tests until fear is transformed into boredom

Thou Shall Not Fear moving to a new city, because I'm leading you. Thou Shall Not Fear losing your job, for I am your employer. Thou Shall Not Fear hard times, for I will take care of you. Thou Shall Not Fear the future, because I am waiting for you there. Thou Shall Not Fear death, because I am eternal Life.

When you allow your fear or your insecurity or your unrealistic belief in perfection too control you, you are betraying that possibility of life. You are saying that you do not have faith in the artistic child born of the union between your imagination and your talent. You are measuring your art by your own standards of excellence rather than trusting your art and letting it make its way into the hearts of others by its own devices.