Quotes About Fear

Las necesidades del ego son infinitas. Se siente vulnerable y amenazado y por lo tanto vive en un estado de miedo y de carencia.

psychological fear is always of something that might happen, not of something that is happening now. You are in the here and now, while your mind is in the future. This creates an anxiety gap.

En los seres humanos actuales, la conciencia está completamente identificada con su disfraz. Sólo se conoce a sí misma como forma y por lo tanto vive en el temor de la aniquilación de su forma física o psicológica. Esta es la mente egotista, y este es el punto en el que se establece una disfunción considerable.

Homicide at its best stinks to high heaven because everyone walking this earth has a closet he'd prefer leaving closed and homicide rarely knocks before entering.

K2 is not some malevolent being, lurking there above the Baltoro, waiting to get us. It's just there. It's indifferent. It's an inanimate mountain made of rock, ice, and snow. The savageness is what we project onto it, as if we blame the peak for our own misadventures on it.

Could adults actually deal with a weird monster under their bed? I think if the monster started moving around, then- well we'd get out of bed and we'd get a frying pan, and then we'd beat the crap out of the monster under the bed. Or we'd get a broom and poke the monster out. No, we'd lock the door and set fire to the house.

And could she love where she feared?

Even brave men, and D'Arnot was a brave man, are sometimes frightened by solitude.

but life would be very miserable indeed were I to spend it in terror of the thing that has not yet happened.

Fear is a relative term and so I can only measure my feelings at that time by what I had experienced in previous positions of danger and by those that I have passed through since; but I can say without shame that if the sensations I endured during the next few minutes were fear, then may God help the coward, for cowardice is of a surety its own punishment.

Kho closed and sought my jugular with his teeth. He seemed to forget the hatchet dangling by

Scarcely had they closed their eyes than the terrifying cry of a panther rang out from the jungle behind them. Closer and closer it came until they could hear the great beast directly beneath them. For an hour or more they heard it sniffing and clawing at the trees which supported their platform, but at last it roamed away across the beach, where Clayton could see it clearly in the brilliant moonlight—a great, handsome beast, the largest he had ever seen.

As he dropped the last grisly fragment of the dismembered and mutilated body into the small vat of nitric acid that was to devour every trace of the horrid evidence which might easily send him to the gallows, the man sank weakly into a chair and throwing his body forward upon his great, teak desk buried his face in his arms, breaking into dry, moaning sobs.

For three days he has pursued me, she said, through this horrible world. How I have passed through in safety I cannot guess, nor how I have always managed to outdistance him; yet I have done it, until just as you discovered me.

may God help the coward, for cowardice is of a surety its own punishment.

I fear that there is something more serious than accident here, Mr. Brently, said the captain.

Waking or sleeping, it seemed that she constantly saw that dark body dropping, swift and silent, into the cold, grim sea.

A thousand times rather face the wild hordes of the dead sea bottoms than meet the eyes of this beautiful young girl and tell her the thing that I must tell her.

The lion was quite close to him now—but a few paces intervened—he crouched, and then, with a deafening roar, he sprang.

A magical universe was so terrifying because it was so irrational. There was no cause and effect anywhere.

I crossed the room to him. I love you, I said in a rush, afraid I would change my mind. Charles, he replied.

All day long you sit and sew, Stitch life down for fear it grow, Stitch life down for fear we guess At the hidden ugliness. Dusty voice that throbs with heat, Hoping with your steel-thin beat To put stitches in my mind, Make it tidy, make it kind, You shall not: I'll keep it free Though you turn earth, sky and sea To a patchwork quilt to keep Your mind snug and warm in sleep!

I shan't be lonely now. I was lonely; I was afraid. But the emptiness and the darkness are gone; when I turn back into myself now I'm like a child going at night into a room where there's always a light.

He had her in his arms, her face like a wet flower at his lips, and all their vain terrors shriveling up like ghosts at sunrise.