Quotes About Fear

ambitious people awe some and terrify others!

Instantly two of the girls seized her and, as she involuntarily opened her lips to scream, one thrust a ball of clean rags into her mouth, thrusting it in so far that it effectually gagged her, nor could she expel the ball from her mouth.

He is tremendously strong, she thought, and liked the idea, even as she had feared that strength when she first met him

I was afraid, sheer afraid, and wondered at myself. You see, I've no more pluck than any man of my inches but I'd been about a good bit. I'd seen adventure and heard other fellows talk it over, and I knew you're pretty sure to get out of everything with a whole skin till that last particular time that you don't - so what's the use of grizzling? ("Golden Baby")

Don't it give you the goose pimples when you realize that white people can kill us and get away with it? Just think of it! We are walkin' targets everywhere we go—on the subway, in the street, everywhere.

I have never made fun of religion. Religion is something I don't even want to mess with, because I am really afraid of the clouds opening up and my being struck by lightning.

Welcome To My Nightmare!

To be afraid and to be brave is the best kind of courage of all.

To be afraid and to be brave is the best courage of all.

Dear friend, come home. I have tragic news," he said. She looked straight at him without a spasm of fear, Her face not stern or masked-- "Is it Percy or John?" she asked. "Percy." She dropped her eyes. "I am needed here. Surely you know I cannot go Until every letter is written. The dead Must wait on the living," she said. "This is my work. I must stay.

I had been judicious in my warnings and instructions, phrasing them so as not to scare her, or inhibit her. I'm determined not to teach her to fear everything, as we were taught, or that manners are preferable to feelings. I honestly don't know yet what free is, but I know what it isn't.

I should have been braver myself, shown you it's okay to get hurt along the way.

Perhaps they're opening up a world I'm only just starting to see the edges of. An adult world. It's scary and I don't like it.

Without realizing that the past is constantly determining their present actions, they avoid learning anything about their history. They continue to live in their repressed childhood situation, ignoring the fact that is no longer exists, continuing to fear and avoid dangers that, although once real, have not been real for a long time.

At any moment a force from nowhere could rip me out of my life. I could die of traffic or weather, I could die of war or my heart.

I sound happy, even though the world is a frightful dream.

Someone's screaming from the basement, who's going away tomorrow; and I'm no particular age. I have no fear.

Green like nightshade green, stab-your-heart darkness to make you afraid.

I'm trying to make a girl fall in love with me; I'm afraid it won't work, but it's a way of making my love take an outer shape.

Cloaking what? A further horror.

Stop, just stop. Nothing suffices but timelessness. You terrify me, you say. I am the being beyond terror, beyond extinction; details flow off me.

Is there always a further horror?

I'm so sticky with Fate that I can hardly move for fear of it. Maybe the point is that you can always see or feel it coming. The beginning and the unraveling at the same time, you see. You need to get slightly ahead.

no more than a flash of free-will until the clouds close their options and the whole melancholy air surrenders to pure fear and falls