Quotes About Fear

La memoria de los detalles, Elena sabe, es sólo para gente valiente, y ser cobarde o valiente no puede elegirse.

Why do you feel comfortable saying this to me? You wish the light would turn red or a police siren would go off so you could slam on the brakes, slam into the car ahead of you, fly forward so quickly both your faces would suddenly be exposed to the wind.

Hegel argued that death is used as a threat to keep citizens in line. The minute you stop feating death you are no longer controlled by governments and councils. In a sense you are no longer accountable to life.

because white men can't police their imagination black people are dying

essential desire for equity and the ability to live freely without the fear of white terrorism literally trumps everything, as former first lady Michelle Obama expresses in Becoming.

I wasn't really eight anymore. The day you know danger and fear, and know that you are alone, is the day you grow, if not up, then old.

Neîn?elegerile dintre p?rin?i, b?d?r?nia tat?lui, plictisul ?i melancolia mamei o f?ceau s? se team? de consecin?ele dragostei. Dac? via?a în doi ducea automat la triste?e ?i regrete, la ce bun s? te mai obose?ti?

My mother taught me that we all have the power to achieve our dreams. What I lacked was the courage.

What Shelley's world of Prometheus Unbound really has to fear is not resurrection of Jupiter but the resurrection of John Donne.

Anxiety has forged another weather.

I can't go back," said Towser. "Nor I," said Fowler. "They would turn me back into a dog," said Towser. "And me," said Fowler, "back into a man.

That was the way with Man; it had always been that way. He had carried terror with him. And the thing he was afraid of had always been himself.

Sixty seconds is a long time on the battlefield.

Those who live in fear of failure slowly but inevitably fail.

Being brave is good. Recklessness sometimes occur when you dare too much. A wise person doesn't have to be brave all the time.

But there is something stronger than fear. It grows inside you, poisonous and festering, and it tells its name is Pride, but it's a liar. Its name is Hate.

Mr. Faulkner, of course, is interested in making your mind rather than your flesh creep.

Whether you like it or not, you're forced to come to the realisation that death is out there. But I don't fear death, I'm a fatalist. I believe when it's your time, that's it. It's the hand you're dealt.

I'm interested in the fact that the less secure a man is, the more likely he is to have extreme prejudice.

We're too much ourselves. Afraid of letting go of what we are, in case we are nothing, and holding on so tight, we lose everything else.

Here is a list of terrible things, The jaws of sharks, a vultures wings The rabid bite of the dogs of war, The voice of one who went before, But most of all the mirror's gaze, Which counts us out our numbered days.

Anyone afraid of what he thinks television does to the world is probably just afraid of the world.

The clavadista checks the tower On the cliffs from which he dives Turning two thirds of the way down To mark the point Where all the somersaults are over And he must go in feet first or else break

the young daughter of Sejanus is taken away to be killed. "What have I done?" Tacitus has her say. "Where are you taking me? I won't do it again.