Quotes About Fear

Fear beyond rational limits forces people to cling to normality

No one can predict the future, so it's pointless to fear the unknown.

G]li uomini sono vigliacchi. Hanno paura di quello che non vedono e non capiscono, e per placare quella paura trovano spiegazioni senza senso. Per questo tua madre è stata uccisa. Perché lei sapeva parlare con gli oni . Allora l'hanno accusata d'essere la reincarnazione d'una volpe. Ma una volpe non si trasformerebbe mai in un essere umano. Se potesse mutare aspetto, sceglierebbe un animale.

It's one thing not to fear death, another to sing under its sword.

Encountering our dialect during those years was always disconcerting, provoking in me, and with equal force, both fear and longing.

She said, 'Aren't you frightened for your daughter?' I told her, 'It is exactly because I am afraid for my daughter's future that I am going out.'

Sejak bertemu dengannya, aku tidak pernah merasa tenang... Dia telah membuatku berayun di antara harapan dan ketakutan...

Man vill bli älskad, i brist därpå beundrad, i brist därpå fruktad, i brist därpå avskydd och föraktad. Man vill ingiva människorna något slags känsla. Själen ryser för tomrummet och vill kontakt till vad pris som helst.

We want to be loved; failing that, admired; failing that, feared; failing that, hated and despised. At all costs we want to stir up some sort of feeling in others. Our soul abhors a vacuum. At all costs it longs for contact.

A pregnant woman is a frightful object. A new-born child is loathsome. A deathbed rarely makes so horrible an impression as childbirth, that terrible symphony of screams and filth and blood.

Inimene ihkab armastust, selle puudusel imetlust, selle puudusel kartust, selle puudusel põlgust ja halvakspanu. Ihkab teistes inimestes mis tahes tunnet tekitada. Hing pelgab tühjust ja püüab maksku mis maksab kontakti leida.

People want to be loved; failing that admired; failing that feared; failing that hated and despised. They want to evoke some sort of sentiment. The soul shudders before oblivion and seeks connection at any price.

One wants to be loved, in lack thereof feared, in lack thereof loathed and despised. One wants to instil some sort of emotion in people. The soul trembles before emptiness and desires contact at any price.

Fear of corrupting the mind of the younger generation is the loftiest form of cowardice.

I can't trust the people I care about not to hurt me. And I'm not sure I can trust myself not to hurt them, either.

Girls like her, my grandfather once warned me, girls like her turn into women with eyes like bullet holes and mouths made of knives. They are always restless. They are always hungry. They are bad news. They will drink you down like a shot of whisky. Falling in love with them is like falling down a flight of stairs. What no one told me, with all those warnings, is that even after you've fallen, even after you know how painful it is, you'd still get in line to do it again.

What they don't realize is this: Yes, they frighten me, but I have always been scared, since the day I got here. I was raised by the man who murdered my parents, reared in a land of monsters. I live with that fear, let it settle into my bones, and ignore it. If I didn't pretend not to be scared, I would hide under my owl-down coverlets in Madoc's estate forever. I would lie there and scream until there was nothing left of me. I refuse to do that. I will not do that.

We all wind up drawn to what we're afraid of, drawn to try to find a way to make ourselves safe from a thing by crawling inside of it, by loving it, by becoming it.

Even from the beginning, that was the problem. People liked pretty things. People even liked pretty things that wanted to kill and eat them.

I love you, you see...and I fear I have no way to say or show it that isn't terrible, except coming here. I would kill everyone in the world for you, if you wanted.......Or not obviously

I have heard that for mortals, the feeling of falling in love is very like the feeling of fear. Your heart beats fast. Your senses are heightened. You grow light-headed, maybe even dizzy.

I've wanted this and feared it, and now that it's happening, I don't know how I will ever want anything else.

But if you didn't believe in monsters, then how were you going to be able to keep safe from them?

Nicasia said that as mortal power grows, land and sea ought to be united. And that they would be, either in the way she hoped or the way I should fear." "Ominous," I say. "It seems I have a singular taste for women who threaten me.