Quotes About Fear

If you find someone threatening, make him your own. It was like psychological cannibalism.

refused." "Two of us were assigned to kill you that summer. It was the first

I've never been out four days. You've never been dead before.

I've never been out four days." "You've never been dead before.

He'd awakened screaming himself hoarse and his mother had rushed in and pressed his face to her bosom and made the clowns go away. His father had flicked on the light switch and stood in the doorway, his fists clenched in impotent anger and unfulfilled rage. Tears had traced a path down his face.

You'd better pray you didn't touch her," Earl said, his voice lowering to a snarl. "I don't pray," Allander replied. "And I did touch her.

The woman's form under the blankets was barely visible from the doorway, yet Allander could sense the inconsistency of her femininity. It scared him, the inconsistency. It always had.

Every move we make in fear of the next war in fact hastens it.

People fear their hidden selves, afraid that they will burst out.

The biggest mistake is being too afraid of making one.

Its not impossible, Minelli said. No, Edward admitted, but its paranoid as hell, and thats the last thing we need, more fear.

at first, when we truly love someone, our greatest fear is that the loved one will stop loving us. what we should fear and dread, of course, is that we wont stop loving them, even after they are dead and gone. for i still love you with the whole of my heart. i still love you. and sometimes, my friend, the love that i have and cant give to you, crushed the breast from my chest. soemtimes, even now, my heart is drowning in a sorrow that has no stars without you, and no laughter, and no sleep.

Love is the opposite of power. That's why we fear it so much.

Fear has also been used to carry out a redistribution of wealth—which is to say back under the control of the state, where Putin is chief among a collection of officials whose roles more closely resemble those of Mafia dons than public servants.

Even paranoids have enemies.

People who are most strongly attached to a belief in an afterlife are more likely to try to delay death when it's clearly imminent. That doesn't make any logical sense. If people believe in a blissful afterlife, then logically, you'd think they'd accept their death gracefully, and would even welcome it. But it makes perfect sense when you think of religion, not as a way of genuinely coping with the fear of death, but as a way of putting it on the back burner.

When I'm struggling with the fear of my own death, or with grief over the death of someone I love, what comforts me most isn't philosophies or ideas. It's the presence of someone who loves me just sitting with me silently, letting me feel what I have to feel, not trying to fix it or make it go away but simply being with me while I feel

When I thought about why I was sometimes reluctant to push myself, I realized that it was because I was afraid of failure - but in order to have more success, I needed to be willing to accept more failure.

YOUNG WOMAN: Time is altered, the years to came are altered You know where you will find me I, fear, I, death I, the memory beyond reach I, the recollection of the tenderness of your hands I, the sadness of our broken life I will defeat "it's not my concern" with my anguish

YOUNG WOMAN: Time is altered, the years to come are altered You know where you will find me I, fear, I, death I, the memory beyond reach I, the recollection of the tenderness of your hands I, the sadness of our broken life I will defeat "it's not my concern" with my anguish

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I stared at him.' You're scared of bunnies?' 'Blah-hah-hah! They're big bullies. Allways stealing celery from defenseless satyrs!

There is not a single person I have met in my lifetime who is comfortable talking about death. It's the biggest downside to our youth-centric culture. Death is a bummer, so let's not talk about it. Let's hide it away and hope it never strikes close to home.

Fear and anger, the two emotions that most people came to him to reduce—emotions that he'd worked so hard to overcome in his own life—were fuel for politicians. Maybe candidates and congressmen thought that sowing discord among countrymen, even family members, was an unfortunate type of collateral damage. Maybe they didn't think about it at all.