Quotes About Fear

The moral of the story isn't don't ever be afraid. Or even don't screw up. It's that screwing up isn't the end of the world.

"I'm dreading fall. It is a terrifying season," he says... "Everything shriveling up and dying." I don't know how to answer. Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale. I've never thought to be frightened of it.

In the false American imagination, West Virginia is a joke or else it's a charity case; but more than anything it is unseen, an invisible architecture of labor and struggle; and incarceration shares this invisibility, hidden at the center of everything; our slipshod remedy for an abiding fear, danger pinned to human bodies and then slotted into bunk beds you can't see from any highway.

Accidents illustrate that you have no control over your life, because from one moment to the next it could be taken away from you.

The problem is understaffing. The problem is undertraining. The problem is high caregiver turnover. The problem is paying minimum wage. The problem is the eldercare industry. (I could go on, and so I will: The problem is undervaluing the elderly. The problem is fear of aging. The problem is fear of dying.)

Knowledge was more powerful than fear. Love was stronger than hate.

You have to be nicer to me," I said. Again he laughed. "What? I'm the King of nice. What are you talking about?" "You have to be nicer to me or... or..." "Or what?" he said. Still Lars, still charming and jokey, but with a thread of fear. It snaked in and pierced my numbness and almost broke my resolve. Almost, but not quite. "Or I have ti break up with you." I whispered What was there more to say? Nothing. So I hung up.

All I heard were the bumps and crunches of my tires on the dirt road, blending with the dark noises of the forest. But it wasnt the forest that scared me. It was the people who lived and prowled within them.

I'm afraid that you're leaving me, so i'm leaving you first.

YOU WILL DIE OF SUFFOCATION IN THE ICY COLD OF SPACE.

Crap. I was a lying chicken.

There it was again, the prickling sense of standing on a precipice.

Sometimes the biggest act of courage is a small one.

One…two…three…getting closer, my heart hammering half with fear, half with relief. Safe again. Trapped again.

Can you come here?' I say. I want to touch him before the pain is upon me, before the pain seals me into a selfish world where only I exist. He comes to me, holds my hands. "So this is it," he says. "In a couple of hours we'll be parents.

Those seemingly interminable dark walks between houses, long before street-lit safety became an issue, were more adrenalizing than the mountains of candy filling the sack. Sadly Halloween, with our good-natured attempts to protect the little ones, from the increasingly dangerous traffic and increasingly sick adults, has become an utter bore.

her. In a blink of those lashes, their tusks could reduce her limbs to bloody ribbons.

Tower of London, where they used to chop off your head if the king didn't like you.

Lauren Tarshis

Lauren Tarshis

Max gripped Zena's hand and they ran for their lives. Their only hope was a nearby swamp. They could hide in the mud and slime, with the snakes and the snapping turtles and the razor-sharp grass. But

Killer eyes," he repeated quietly. It was a minute before he started talking again. The guys waited with their tongues practically hanging out. "The beast went underwater, and for a second I thought maybe it'd decided I

But, Danny decided, being scared was better than being numb.

Lauren Tarshis