Quotes About Fear

Be careful what you water your dreams with. Water them with worry and fear and you will produce weeds that choke the life from your dream. Water them with optimism and solutions and you will cultivate success. Always be on the lookout for ways to turn a problem into an opportunity for success. Always be on the lookout for ways to nurture your dream.

Friend, never fear dying. Dying is the last, but the least matter that a person has to be anxious about. Fear living, that is a hard battle to fight, a stern discipline to endure, a rough voyage to undergo ! Charles Spurgeon

Pride attaches undue importance to the superiority of one's status in the eyes of others And shame is fear of humiliation at one's inferior status in the estimation of others. When one sets his heart on being highly esteemed, and achieves such rating, then he is automatically involved in fear of losing his status.

Seek not happiness too greedily, and be not fearful of happiness.

Usually when I drank too much, I could guess why I did so, the objective being to murder a state of consciousness that I didn't have the courage to sustain--a fear of heights, which sometimes during the carnival of the 1960s accompanied my attempts to transform the bourgeois journalist into an avant-garde novelist. The stepped-up ambition was a commonplace among the would-be William Faulkners of my generation; nearly always it resulted in commercial failure and literary embarrassment.

It is the fear of death--24/7 in every shade of hospital white and doomsday black--that sells the pharmaceutical, political, financial, film, and food product promising to make good the wish to live forever.

She felt like she was walking up on a wounded animal, unsure if reaching out to him was going to win her a bit of uneasy trust or a vicious taste of fang and claw.

Art is meant to provoke emotions, Avery. Its sole purpose is to arouse our senses, even if it disturbs. Even if it's ugly. Even if it fucking scares the living shit out of you.

I never thought it could be like this with someone. I never imagined that I would ever feel this connected to anyone, this whole. I've never felt this terrified either.

With him, I'm dancing right up next to the flames of everything I'm afraid of and I'm learning that I can actually enjoy the burn. With him, I'm learning that I crave it.

Hell, maybe I'm just a pussy and I need to know I've got my"—he almost said family—"the Order behind me on this." Lucan smiled, nodding slowly. "You always will," he said, reaching out to clap Dante on the shoulder. "Gotta tell you, I'm looking forward to meeting the woman who can scare the shit out of one of the fiercest warriors I've ever known.

I walked away once," he snarled. "God help us both, I don't think I can ever do it again.

Don't let fear keep you from pushing your personal boundaries. If you do, you'll miss out on some of the most pleasurable things in life.

You talk about love the same way my patients talk about cancer.

Danger followed in his wake . . . followed, because it wouldn't dare get in his way.

I wonder what disgusts you more, the fact that I'm a demon, or the fact that when I touch you, it doesn't matter.

He thought it was funny that she could hack a bloodthirsty demon to death, but something as natural as having a baby made her quake. Not that Kynan blamed her. He'd happily choose taking a bullet to the gut over squeezing a bowling ball out of his ass. Women were amazing.

Regan wasn't even sure what to say. They wanted to give her baby a demon animal that ate people. A furry land shark. it was enough to make her want to hyperventilate.

How much time do you have? On Earth, I mean.' 'I honestly don't know.' His entire body went statue still. 'I don't want to lose you. I know that makes me sound like a pussy, but I don't.

Reseph had never been cruel or callous, had lived in fear of succumbing to his evil side. And if he was that bad now that his Seal had been broken… Ares was screwed.

She shuddered. Little frightened her as much as the unholy canines. But she did find it amusing that the souls of evil humans who had tortured animals and were sent to Sheoul-gra got to spend a lot of time in the pits with the beasts. She'd always loved the whole an-eye-for-an-eye thing.

Who am I?" he asked, his voice dragging the very pits of Hell. "I'm death, and I've come for you, asshole.

Somewhere overhead, an owl hooted, and a few minutes later, a wolf howled into the growing darkness. Reseph took comfort in the sounds, because they meant he wasn't alone. Sure, the owl might fly over and shit on him, and the wolf might eat him alive, but at least he'd have company for a little while.

There's very little that frightens me more than the Grim Reaper when he's horny.