Quotes About Fear

At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead. The hard thing is finding the courage to do it.

Lo cojo de la mano con fuerza, preparándome para las cámaras y temiendo el momento en que no me quede más remedio que dejarlo marchar.

The Capitol has no end of creative ways to kill people. I imagine these things and I'm terrified, but let's face it: They've been lurking in the back of my brain, anyway. I've been a tribute in the Games. Been threatened by the president. Taken a lash across my face. I'm already a target.

They play in the Meadow. The dancing girl with the dark hair and blue eyes. The boy with blond curls and gray eyes, struggling to keep up with her on his chubby toddler legs. It took five, ten, fifteen years for me to agree. But Peeta wanted them so badly. When I first felt her stirring inside of me, I was consumed with a terror that felt as old as life itself. Only the joy of holding her in my arms could tame it. Carrying him was a little easier, but not much.

Prim... Rue... aren't they the very reason I have to try to fight? Because what has been done to them is so wrong, so beyond justification, so evil that there is no choice? Because no one had the right to treat them as they have been treated? Yes. This is the thing to remember when fear threatens to swallow me up.

No one is safe. Not in the Capitol. Not in the disctricts. And you...in Thirteen...Dead by morning!

Hope is the only thing stronger than fear. A little hope is effective. A lot of hope is dangerous. A spark is fine, as long as it's contained. So, contain it.

A fear of the cracked tongue, aching body and fuzzy mind brought on by my previous dehydration creeps into my consciousness.

I look up into those blue eyes that no amount of dramatic makeup can make truly deadly and remember how, just a year ago, I was prepared to kill him. Convinced he was trying to kill me. Now everything is reversed. I'm determined to keep him alive, knowing the cost will be my own life, but the part of me that is not so brave as I could wish is glad that it's Peeta, not Haymitch, beside me. Our hands find each other without further discussion. Of course we will go into this as one.

Creo que los sucesos aterradores son los más difíciles de erradicar. Al fin y al cabo, son los que por naturaleza recordamos mejor.

It's a lot easier to lose your head than to keep it.

But I'm not convinced I won't be perfectly barbecued by the time we reach the city's center.

It's not necessary. My nightmares are usually about losing you," he says. "I'm okay once I realize you're here.

When I was younger, I scared my mother to death, the things I would blurt out about District 12, about the people who rule our country, Panem, from the far-off city called the Capitol.

Life in District 12 isn't really so different from life in the arena. At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead. The

Mis pesadillas son sobre perderte, así que se me pasa cuando me doy cuenta de que estás a mi lado" - Peeta.

She got very squeaky. It was like someone stabbing a mouse with a fork repeatedly.

What about my family?" I say. "Will they punish them?

Tick, tock," I hear behind me. I turn and see Wiress has crawled over. Her eyes are focused on the jungle.

At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead. The hard thing is finding the courage to do it. Well,

Maybe he's too pretty, or maybe he's too easy to get, or maybe it's really that he'd just be too easy to lose.

Tenemos que bromear sobre el tema, porque la alternativa es morirse de miedo.

As we reach the next corner, the entire block ahead of us lights up with a rich purple glow. We backpedal, hunker down in a stairwell, and squint into the light. Something's happening to those illuminated by it. They're assaulted by . . . what? A sound? A wave? A laser? Weapons fall from their hands, fingers clutch their faces, as blood sprays from all visible orifices — eyes, noses, mouths, ears. In less than a minute, everyone's dead and the glow vanishes.

Cover yourself!" I lift my gun.