Quotes About Fear

I hate hiking with convicts carrying machetes.

The idea of being forgotten is terrifying. I fear not just that I, personally, will be forgotten, but that we are all doomed to being forgotten—that the sum of life is

This is the smartest thing I've ever done, and also the scariest.

Boldness is a mask of fear, however so great

To enter a relationship for the long term is to enter the space of not knowing. While this is so brave and beautiful, exhilarating even, it is not particularly comfortable.

As I move to help him I glanced back at my boy, the singer of bees, as he sat in a patch of sun. This is a Sacred Being, I thought, in hushed wonder. Tears sprang forward and I blinked them away. I was not proud, you see, or very glad. I was afraid for him from that day on because while this world has a great need of Sacred Beings, we are never ready for them.

In truth I am changed by the event, and not for the better. Seeing how easily I can be physically overpowered has sapped a great deal of my fighting spirit. In the wake of this violation of my home and my person I experience an unfamiliar emotion: fear. I perceive fear rushes into the spaces left when confidence flees, when a woman realizes she is no longer a person of any particular importance or authority, as she had long been allowed to believe.

I EAT THE DARK

The antithesis of fear is not certainty, but rather the vitality of relationship.

We live under continual threat of two equally fearful, but seemingly opposed, destinies: unremitting banality and inconceivable terror. It is fantasy, served out in large rations by the popular arts, which allows most people to cope with these twin specters.

Authoritarian political ideologies have a vested interest in promoting fear, a sense of the imminence of takeover by aliens and real diseases are useful material.

Avoiding life, avoiding making any concrete plans for your life--that's just one way you're pretending you can keep bad things from happening to you again.

At this stage of life, he'd better just lean into love, because if he fell, he feared he might break a hip.

Julia's fears of coming forward with the violence were based on anticipated as well as actual responses from friends and acquaintances. I also recognized Julia's introverted and moody side, but I knew she wasn't capable of inciting her husband to kick, choke, and lock her in her home like an animal. Besides, considering how she was being treated, it was not surprising that she seemed moody, sensitive, even depressed. More important, nothing any woman could do could justify such behavior.

I see the way he looks at you when you're not aware of his gaze. I see the way you care for him. And so when you think he wants you gone, it is not that. He is simply afraid to lose you.

I fear some of our leaders today have lost the courage to stand up. What we have now are politicians. They won't offer real plans, and only stand up when they want to blame someone else.

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In the darkness, fear my light.

When a relationship fails. At times, we don't necessarily miss the person we were involved with; we miss the person we "hoped they could have been",if only they had changed. Or sometimes, we're just in love with the idea of being in love. Some people are insecure about being alone again. Some are afraid to let go of the familiar.Just remember, you can not change anyone but yourself so never make yourself a hostage to a sick relationship

I cannot keep to the point. Perhaps I am afraid. It is not easy for me to admit that. My courage is one of the few things about myself that I do not doubt. It is one of the things in which I believe . . . But I would be crazy not to be afraid now.

Afraid, now that I knew what I wanted. What I did not want. I did not want him to hurt me.

I said nothing, fearful that he would stop.

I asked him not to hurt me. It seems to be what women say. And men. It did not stop him.

I heard the sound of footsteps behind me, beneath the distant swish-sound of the trucks. I looked over my shoulder. There was no one there. Which frightened me. Because I could hear him.