Quotes About Fear

He held his hat in his hand; there was no disorder in his clothing; his coat was carefully buttoned: he was very pale, and he trembled slightly; his hair, which had still been gray on his arrival in Arras, was now entirely white: it had turned white during the hour he had sat there.

Let us never fear robbers not murderers. Those are dangers from without, petty dangers. Let us fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices are the real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves. What matters is what threatens our heads or our purse! Let us think only of that which threatens our soul.

When those we love are in question, our prudence invents every sort of madness.

When we reach out to pluck a flower the stem trembles, seeming both to shrink and to offer itself. The human body has something of this tremor at the moment when the mysterious hand of death reaches out to pluck a soul.

He plainly perceived this truth, the basis of his life henceforth, that so long as she should be alive, so long as he should have her with him, he should need nothing except for her, and fear nothing save on her account.

Ništa je umreti - strašno je ne živeti.

A torch-flame resembles the wisdom of cowards: it gives a poor light because it trembles.

Have no fear of robbers or murderers. Such dangers are without, and are but petty. We should fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices the real murderers. The great dangers are within us. What matters it what threatens our heads or our purses? Let us think only of what threatens our souls.

No temamos nunca a los ladrones ni a los asesinos. Temamonos a nosotros mismos, porque los grandes peligros se encuentran dentro de nosotros

Let us never fear robbers nor murderers. Those are dangers from without, petty dangers. Let us fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices are the real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves. What matters is what threatens our head or our purse! Let us think only of that which threatens our soul.

Let us never fear robbers or murders. Those are dangerous from without, Teddy dangerous. Let us be ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices are the real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves. What matters it what threatens our head or our purse! Let us think only of that which threatens our soul.

Jean Valjean, who was listening attentively, heard something like the sould of retreating footsteps. They are going away, he thought. I am alone. All at once he heard over his head a noise which appeared to him like a thunder-clap; it was a spadeful of earth falling on the coffin; a second spadeful fell, and one of the holes by which he breather was stopped; a third spadeful fell, and then a forth. There are somethings stronger than the the strongest man, and Jean Val Jean lost his senses.

Let us never fear robbers nor murderers. Those are dangers from without, petty dangers. Let us fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices are the real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves.

The primitive races of mankind were terrified by the hydra that flew upon the water, by the dragon that belched fire, by the griffin, that aerial monster with wings on an eagle and a tiger's claws — fearful creatures beyond the control of men. But man sets his traps, the miraculous traps conceived by human intelligence, and in the end he captured them.

She took recourse to the expedient of constantly terrified children. She lied.

It is a terrible thing to interrogate the shadow. Who knows what its reply will be?

The light of torches resembles the wisdom of cowards; it gives a bad light because it trembles.

To die is nothing, but it is terrible not to live

The claw, that's the beast that enters your flesh; the sucker, that's you yourself who enters into the beast. (...) Beyond the terror of being eaten alive is the ineffability of being drunk alive.

La lumière des torches ressemble à la sagesse des lâches; elle éclaire mal, parce qu'elle tremble.

All war is a thing of terror, and there is no choice in it.

Todavía perdura este patio la tormenta del combate; es visible el espanto; las convulsiones de la refriega se han quedado petrificadas en ese lugar; los seres están vivos, y luego muertos; fue ayer. Las paredes agonizan, las piedras se caen, las brechas vocean; los agujeros son llagas; los árboles inclinados y estremecidos parecen esforzarse por escapar.

Todo lo que es grande inspira un horror sagrado. Es fácil admirar las medianías y las colinas; pero lo que es grandísimo, genio o monte, asamblea u obra maestra, visto de cerca espanta.

That which is terror by night is curiosity by day.