Quotes About Fear

This is crazy. We're standing here, talking about nuclear bombs being dropped on Carcery Vale. It's insane.

I bite off the fingers and spit them out. Lord Loss screams obligingly. One of the snakes digs its fangs into my bald skull and rips out a chunk of flesh. I snatch the snake from its heartless home and chew its head off. I'm starting to enjoy this biting business.

Cars frighten me. They look vicious. Growling, screeching, fast-moving assassins. -Bec

Her fear was infectious, and though I was too young to truly know terror, I felt it in my heart and trembled.

My advice, he added in a whisper, would be to make your peace with the gods, for I fear you will face them shortly.

Harkat delayed for another frustrating moment, then nodded gruffly. OK. But if they kill us on...our way out, I'll never speak...to you again.

and when I finish with your toes and fingers, I'll move on to your nose and ears! Steve yelled. But first I'll cut your eyelids off, so you can see everything that I'm gonna do. After that I'll— Steve, I wheezed, stopping him midflow. Want to know the secret of winning a fight like this? Less talking — more stabbing.

I was silenced by a bone-shattering roar. Turning, I saw a huge, dark bear lurching over the top of a snow-drift. It landed heavily, shook its snout, snarled, fixed its gaze on me — then lunged, teeth flashing, claws exposed, hell-bent on tearing me apart!

If they decide... to kill you, will you... let them? I won't be able to stop them, I answered. But will you... go quietly? I'm not sure, I sighed. If they'd taken me right after the fight, I'd have gone without a murmur — I was pumped up with adrenaline and wasn't scared of dying. Now that I've calmed down, I'm dreading it. I hope I'll go with my head held high, but I'm afraid I'll cry and beg for mercy.

Madam Octa —

After all, in this world of humans, he was little better than a monster, and what did a monster have to be afraid of in the dark?

I've endured the Trials of Initiation twice, a terrifying journey through an underground stream, encounters with killers, a bear and wild boars. How bad can school be?

Be still while I get up or I'll make an opening in your head for brains to leak in.

I was two pavements from my destination when somebodey S-s-s-s-s'd at me. I probably didn't jump twenty feet.

She tilted her head to the right. You didn't even tell me you had taken the case. I had done what? Oh, I see what you mean. Well, I hadn't and haven't. My getting shot ought to prove I was an innocent bystander. Does it hurt much? It itches. I forgot to have the dressing changed this afternoon. Wasn't Nora utterly terrified? So was I and so was the guy that shot me. There's Halsey. I haven't spoken to him yet.

The man whose name I had not caught was saying: "Comes the revolution and we'll all be lined up against the wall—first thing." He seemed to think it was a good idea.

I don't get away soon I'll be going blood-simple like the natives.

The people who move forward and overcome their fears do not have some special powers or a magic pill they take; they just have more practice in facing their fears.

Panicky despair is an underrated element of writing.

Spiders so large they appear to be wearing the pelts of small mammals.

His body rigid with terror as he waited for the savages to something horrible to him—bash his head with clubs, or stab him with spears, or… …or tap him on the shoulder.

Someone was tapping on the window.

They looked plainly scared, except for one, a wiry boy with bright orange hair—not the largest of the lot, but the one who seemed to be in charge. He had an air about him, Alf thought, the look of a boy who doesn't miss much.

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