Quotes About Fear

Some of her fear must have shone through her effort to maintain a reassuring facade, for her father took one of her hands and exerted a feeble tug to bring her closer to him. "Evie," came his faint whisper, "I'm going to your mother, y'see… she's got 'em to leave a back door open… so I can steal into 'eaven." She laughed quietly even as a few hot tears spilled from her eyes.

No. Es más peligroso. Tiene los ojos amarillos como el fuego, da unos saltos que le permiten salvar montañas y habla con una voz humana profunda como una gruta. A medianoche, puede pararse delante de tu casa y llamarte por tu nombre si quiere llevarte a pasear. Si vas con él, te llevará volando por la tierra y por el mar, y si alguna vez regresas, tu vida ya no volverá a ser igual.

My God, I can't stand this! I can't let you go out every day, fearing every minute that something might happen to you, knowing that every ounce of sanity I've got left is hinged on your well-being. I can't feel this way…it's too strong…oh, hell. I'll turn into a raving lunatic. I'll never be of use to anyone again. If I could just reduce it somehow…love you only half this much…I might be able to live with it.

Unless there's something I missed in those letters, Ravenel did nothing particularly vicious. Never bloodied Henry's nose or thrashed him. It was more pranks and name-calling than anything else, wasn't it?" "Fear and humiliation can inflict far worse damage than fists.

Sometimes fear and dread are superior to tedium.

What was she like in the end? The way most people are at the end. Scared and full of regret. The way you are all of the time.

What does scare you?" "I scare me.

I have been disappointed by students, even hurt and humiliated. That was the first time I felt fear.

Dude," Owen said to his brother, "she's fucking insane. She pushed me in. I think she's trying to kill me. I swear to fucking god.

I'm not eager to jump into marriage again. I'm in the corner right now, wearing my dunce cap. That area is obviously a nightmare.

I believed, at twenty-two, that I had to force myself toward whatever filled me with dread, and along the way I'd lost the idea that fear was a useful gauge of risk.

Afraid was good, he thought. Change requires fear, he knew this too.

His experience: everybody is afraid of something. Find out what everybody else is afraid of and go into that.

Tell them to who? Why would anyone want to hear my jokes? It was my I-don't-know-what-I-don't-know moment.

Dale forced me the two steps to the truck and pushed me into the drivers' seat. The moment he started around to the passenger's side I got out and ran. He caught up with me easily and with the barrel of the gun drew me back to the truck. We did that dance three times before he figured out to push me in through the passenger's side

locking myself in a shell of an existence isn't healing. It's hiding.

Darkness surrounded me, a complete absence of light that left me shaking inside. No. It wasn't the darkness that had me shaking. It was him. I could feel him, even if I could not see him. Oh yes, I could feel him. In every pore of my body, every nerve ending I owned, I could feel him. 

You have this deer-in-headlights look sometimes that I'm sure means you're going to run. Run to me, Amy, not from me.

I'm letting this Rebecca mystery make my mind run wild. Actually, my whole life feels like it's running wild whereas only weeks before it was calm and uneventful. I'm standing on a high-rise ledge and walking the edge, and while there is fear and apprehension, there is also a high I can only call an adrenaline rush that I crave more and more each day.

The rush of fear is far better than the defeat of boredom. The high of not knowing what comes next, so much better than always knowing one day will be like the last.

Once the game is over, the king and the pawn really do go back in the same box. In death they are indeed equal. But in life, we are not. In life we are a product of more than our decisions. We are the consequence of how we cope with those decisions, and too often that is fear and guilt. Don't let it be fear and guilt.

I never lie to any man because I don't fear anyone. The only time you lie is when you are afraid. —John Gotti CHAPTER

Isn't that what we all want? To be with someone who consumes us? Who makes us want to give them all that we are, even though it's terrifying?

it should be, but you're still hesitating. Why?" "I'm afraid of losing who I am, and being only what he lets me be.