Quotes About Fear

As a boy I got the idea that death was an animal which lay curled inside waiting to swallow us.

At first I was afraid that I would be left defenseless, that I would babble aloud the things I've always been terrified of saying. Instead, opium made me realize that I could say anything I liked without losing my identity.

May God keep the beautiful women safe from people with wild imagination.

No one likes a dying man, Chauncey, because few know what death is. All we know is the terror of it.

I did. Some truths feel like they'll kill you if you say them out loud.

That terrible awareness that life could twist on you in a blink wasn't something a person could forget.

The boy who was attacked could turn queer now, too. Did you ever think of that?" That sent a thrill of terror through me. Was that sort of thing contagious?

I asked you where you're from," the leader repeated. "Cuz if you were from around here, you'd know these are our woods. No one comes or goes without paying a price. You've heard of Satan, haven't you?

I leaped off the couch, cracking the drying wounds on both knees. I swallowed a cry. Was someone lurking in my room?

Maybe every couple lived in the gaps between conversations, unable to say the important things for fear they had already been said, or couldn't be said; maybe every relationship started over every time two people came together.

But it's not easy, realising how we fucked it all up. And that turns out to be the hardest thing to live with, not the regret or the fear, but the realisation that the edge is so close to where we live.

Rye wondered if loving another person was a trap—that eventually you had to either lose them or lose yourself.

Shit. Claire riffles through worst-case scenarios: The pay is in cocaine;

He had never really mastered English, but he'd studied enough to have a healthy fear of its random severity, the senseless brutality of its conjugations; it was unpredictable, like a cross-bred dog.

What I discovered is that when God took the anger out of my heart, He also took the fear. I know that telling the truth makes enemies, but my message is right and just, and I have no desire to modify it to please others.

I like you," he says. "…I think there's something between us, and I'm very afraid that I'm going to do the wrong thing again and send you running. And I don't want that. If you're going to go running anywhere, I'd prefer that you come running to me.

We are engaged in a form of intimacy that scares the absolute hell out of me. It's as if there is a weight on my chest that I want to shove off, and I've never been this terrified before. Or this whole and hopeful and connected. My body starts to tremble. I want more of what I'm feeling, and I also want none of it.

Finn is God: I reach between us and release the buckles that are holding us together. This is when I really panic. The ride up in the plane didn't scare me. Or the height or the jump or the noise. None of that scared me. Right now, only one thing does. Julie Seagle: Tell me. Finn is God: I'm terrified that when I undo that buckle and release you, that you'll get up and walk away from me. I can't think of anything more excruciating.

As much as you're terrified, you're also starting to feel the rush, the thrill you get from being on the brink.

Julie Seagle: I would never in a million years go skydiving. Finn is God: What if I took you?

I'm afraid that when we hit the ground, this will be over. We'll land and this feeling between us will vanish. That you won;t feel it any longer. I can't stand that thought.

Sometimes we are all so afraid to be honest with ourselves because we know that honesty will lead to somewhere." I wrote this ten years ago. "Can fear walk us to something better?

The things you fear are undefeatable not by their nature but by your approach

True cynics kill themselves. The rest are posers, trying to use clever sarcasm and snarky remarks to hide insecurity and the fear that if they put themselves out there, they will fail.