Quotes About Fear

At the moment developing a nice little inoffensive cancer somewhere on dry land seemed infinitely preferable to what she was grimly convinced was soon to be her death by drowning way too far out at sea.

The last thing she saw was the bottom of a spade coming straight for her head.

Arabian in a snake pit.

God is our refuge and strength, always ready to help in times of trouble. So we will not fear, even if earthquakes come and the mountains crumble into the sea. Let the oceans roar and foam. Let the mountains tremble as the waters surge!

A terrified postman.

He feared her, desired her, thought he'd very well kill any man who dared look twice at her, and here she was, expecting him to walk her home, as though he were a — a goddamned gentleman or something. Didn't she know the only one from whom she needed protection was him?

His gaze was darkening now with something deep and gentle, and Juliet knew, as women throughout time have always known, that he was in love with her. The knowledge both thrilled and scared her.

Captain Lord? For God's sake, do sit down, you look fair to fainting!" "I er, cannot, sir—" The tip of Orla's sword was pointed at his groin, and held so close to the stainless white breeches that the captain could not move without risk of injury.

The almirante smiled, and the pirate felt sweat break out the length of his spine. I will kill you, those eyes promised. You may depend on it. He would too, el Perro Negro knew. The English admiral would not forgive him for his treatment of the puta.

There he stood, tall, lethal, and silhouetted in the doorway. He was holding a pistol and it was leveled directly at Ralph. In his eyes Gwyneth saw only darkness and a total absence of soul. In his eyes, Gwyneth saw the devil incarnate.

Lady Simms?" he whispered. "Yes?" He swallowed hard, gathering the courage to say what he must. "You . . . you won't leave me, will you?

You were right, you know." "About what?" "About me. About the things I've kept locked within myself, about my dread of getting close to anyone, about everything. I thought you were talking a load of rubbish, but somewhere, somehow, I ended up looking deep inside myself and found that you spoke the truth. You saw something I didn't. Something I didn't want to see. And you've made me realize that allowing one's self to love and be loved isn't so frightening, after all.

Believe it or not, lots of people change their majors and abandon their dreams just to avoid a couple of math classes in college.

My main concern with the condition of mathematics in high school is that there's a lot of fear involved! Math is not, generally speaking, presented in a fun way. The concepts, as I see them, are fun, and that's the way I'd like to convey them myself.

In high school, a teacher once suggested that I be a math major in college. I thought, 'Me? You've got to be joking!' I mean, in junior high, I used to come home and cry because I was so afraid of my math homework. Seriously, I was terrified of math.

Melancholic madness strapped to your chest and you have no way of releasing the fear.

That morning, he was afraid of becoming old, and it was a very specific kind of old age he feared, one which had nothing to do with the number of years since your birth. He feared the premature old age of missed opportunities.

Courage, the writer Ambrose Redmoon said, "is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something is more important than fear.

If you're afraid of heights, lean over a railing. If you're afraid of germs, lick a floor. But what do you do if your greatest fear is of being afraid?

The problem of anxiety isn't that the organism responds to threats by near-instantly powering up. That's clearly a good thing, species-survival-wise. It's that sometimes the organism starts seeing threats too readily.

I wouldn't give a tinker's damn for a man who isn't sometimes afraid. Fear's the spice that makes it interesting to go ahead.

Skunking is spraying negative energy into the workplace, as skunks do when they're frightened.

Self-destruction is the effect of cowardice in the highest extreme.

Thus fear of danger is ten thousand times more terrifying than danger itself.