Quotes About Fear

She was a nice little girl, simple and true, and tremendously frightened of sex. I told her it was beautiful. I wanted to prove this to her. She let me prove it, but I was too impatient and proved nothing.

In my madness I was actually in love with her for the few hours it all lasted; it was the same unmistakable ache and stab across the mind, the same sighs, the same pain, and above all the same reluctance and fear to approach.

fear life but don't die, your alone, everybody's alone, oh Cody Pomeray you can't win you can't lose all is ephemeral all is hurt

I am young now and can look upon my body and soul with pride. But it will be mangled soon, and later it will begin to disintegrate, and then I shall die, and die conclusively. How can we face such a fact, and not live in fear?

I'm afraid that you'll never understand me fully, and because of that, sometimes you'll be frightened, disgusted, annoyed, or pleased.

I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.

Dreams were so irrational, so gray with a nameless terror . . . and yet, too, so haunting and beautiful.

Dean: God exists without qualms. As we roll along this way, I am positive beyond doubt that everything will be taken care of for us - that even you, as you drive, fearful of the wheel - the thing will go along of itself and you won't go off the road and I can sleep.

Oh these dumb dumb dumb Okies, they'll never change, how com-pletely and how unbelievably dumb, the moment it comes time to act, this paralysis, scared, hysterical, nothing frightens em more than what they WANT- it's MY FATHER MY FATER MY FATHER all over again!

We also spent entire nights in bed and I told her my dreams. I told her about the big snake of the world that was coiled in the earth like a worm in an apple and would someday nudge up a hill to be thereafter known as Snake Hill and fold out upon the plain, a hundred miles long and devouring as it went along. I told her this snake was Satan. What's going to happen? she squealed; meanwhile she held me tight.

I fear mostly my inability to capture all the things that come, I fear their mysterious source, I fear their fate, I fear me, in short. This is true…it's like finding a river of gold when you haven't even got a cup to save a cupful…you've but a thimble, and that thimble is your pathetic brain and labour and humanness.

Becoming acquainted and swallowing fears and settling down to life in the little cabin with its warm glow of woodstove and kerosene lamp and let the ghosts fly their asses off

I wasn't scare, I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.

The American police are involved in psychological warfare against those Americans who don't frighten them with imposing papers and threats. It's a Victorian police force; it peers out of musty windows and wants to inquire about everything, and can make crimes if the crimes don't exist to its satisfaction.

I'd rather walk than ride the airplane, I can fall on the ground flat on my face and die that way.

I wanted to go and get Rita again and tell her a lot more things, and really make love to her this time, and calm her fears about men.

I haven't the courage, or perhaps the hardness, to withstand the tremendous pathos of this life. I love life's casual beauty- fear its awful strength.

I don't want to be courageous, my emotions are against it; I want to be happy

Tienes que hacerlo! ¡Tienes que hacerlo o te morirás! ¡Venga, maldito idiota, habla con ella! ¿Qué coño te pasa? ¿Es que todavía no estás lo suficientemente cansado de andar por ahí solo?

They didn't know that a bomb had come that could crack all our bridges and roads and reduce them to jumbles, and we would be as poor as they someday, and stretching out our hands in the same, same way.

There´s so many things to do, so many things to write! How to even begin to get it all down and without modified restraint and all hung-up on like literally inhibitions and gramatical fears...

Man ain't safe going around this country anymore without a gun.

Hay tantas cosas que hacer, tantas cosas que escribir! Cuánto se necesita, incluso para empezar a dar cuenta de todo sin los frenos distorsionadores y los cuelgues como esas inhibiciones literarias y los miedos gramaticales…

In fact I realized I had no guts anyway, which I've long known. but I have joy.