Quotes About Fear

You see, counselors, teachers, and various organizations may all agree with you that you are handicapped, but God never will. He loves giving you the opportunity to face what you fear, because when you face what you fear you become fearless.

Because of fear, I had forfeited strength, life, and beauty. I had lost a sense of my true self, and with that loss so much of what God wanted for me was yet unrealized.

A tingling mix of excitement and fear ran over her skin, and a deep feeling of familiarity and recognition settled in her gut, as if she had at last come home

You must work with the assumption that every teenager secretly worries that she's crazy.

real bravery is doing what needs to be done, even if what needs to be done terrifies you to the depths of your soul.

It's a good idea when you believe you're running toward something. But it can get awfully complicated when you're running from something.

People fear what they don't understand.

But it's not easy, and that, I realize, is what makes the circus the circus--doing what's difficult and making it look simple. It's the presence of one thing I've never had but always needed and didn't even know I was missing. Magic. And suddenly, I'm no longer afraid.

Parents think the worst thing that can happen to their five-year-old is cancer. They're wrong; the worst thing that can happen to their five-year-old is mental illness.

Nick turned out to be a shy boy, uncertain in groups and in new situations, but also very brave, determined to overcome his fear." - Will, as a parent describing his son

Here's a little secret: ironically, people with dominant Seductor Imposters might seem to crave intimacy—they certainly draw people into their orbit with the promise of it—but what actually animates them behind the scenes is fear of it.

The best way to work through the noise and fiction of our Imposters is to STOP for a moment and get quiet inside, OBSERVE them, UNDERSTAND the fears and anxieties behind their chatter, and LIBERATE ourselves from them.

We want intimacy with others. In fact, we might crave it. But since we've never fully experienced bonds of trust, we don't allow intimacy into our lives. So we keep it at bay.

Your Authentic Self emerges when you're unburdened by the rash judgments, negative self-talk, fears, and reactivity of your Imposters.

The higher They Climb, The Harder They Fall " - Cole's Pa

Because deep down inside, she was scared. Scared of being alone, scared of being an outsider. Scared that she had all of her chances of happiness; and blown each and every one of them.

Imagine," she said, her face turning serious for a moment, "imagine if something happened to one of us and there was no Easter egg hunt next year, imagine if everything stopped being perfect—you would wish so hard that you'd taken part today . . .

She slept all night with the bedroom window open even though she knows women are advised not to. She arranged glasses in a row along her windowsill so that if a man did break in at least she would have some warning.

And I remember my mother holding herself back from David, refusing to shine for fear of his desiring her.

Another drawn-out silence follows and Tallulah waits. Waits to be hit, waits to be screamed at, waits for the anger that exists so close to the tight seams of Zach's psyche finally to burst through.

Another drawn-out silence follows and Tallulah waits. Waits to be hit, waits to be screamed at, waits for the anger that exists so close to the tight seams of Zach's psyche finally to burst through. But it doesn't.

She thought of how she'd contorted herself and her habits and her behaviour for twenty years to be a person who would not be raped, and now she had been raped in the place where she was meant to be safe, by the person who was meant to protect her. She felt the artifice of the last twenty years of her life, the pointlessness and futility of it. She might as well have taken the shortcut, worn the tarty top, flirted with the shady guy. She might as well have lived her life free.

But you loved her, right?' 'Of course. And I still do. But it's terrifying to think that I never knew her at all. Not even a tiny bit.

the police can somehow find out that Henry was responsible for killing Birdie Dunlop-Evers with a single blow to the head a full twenty-six years after the crime was committed, then what else are they capable of uncovering? I am home, she thinks, I am in clean pyjamas in a big soft bed in a luxury apartment block in central London. But I will never ever feel safe, not until I know that the French police are not still looking for me.