Quotes About Fear

How she does stare! It's odd what a savage feeling I have to anything that seems afraid of me.

Not anxious to come in contact with their fangs, I sat still; but, imagining they would scarcely understand tacit insults, I unfortunately indulged in winking and making faces at the trio, and some turn of my physiognomy so irritated madam, that she suddenly broke into a fury and leapt on my knees. 

Don't forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear.

remember you don't forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear.

He took a seat opposite Catherine, who kept her gaze fixed on him as if she feared he would vanish were she to remove it. He did not raise his to her, often; a quick glance now and then sufficed; but it flashed back, each time more confidently, the undisguised delight he drank from hers.

The truth I do not dare to know I muffle with a jest.

If your Nerve, deny you— Go above your Nerve— He can lean against the Grave, If he fear to swerve— That's a steady posture— Never any bend Held of those Brass arms— Best Giant made— If your Soul seesaw— Lift the Flesh door— The Poltroon wants Oxygen— Nothing more—

I fear a Man of frugal speech - I fear a Silent Man - Haranguer - I can overtake - Or Babbler - entertain - But He who weigheth - While the Rest - Expend their furthest pound - Of this Man - I am wary - I fear that He is Grand -

In a serener Bright, In a more golden light I see Each little doubt and fear, Each little discord here Removed.

While I was fearing it, it came,    But came with less of fear, Because that fearing it so long    Had almost made it dear.

I am afraid to own a Body— I am afraid to own a Soul—

The Inevitable While I was fearing it, it came, But came with less of fear, Because that fearing it so long Had almost made it dear. There is a fitting a dismay, A fitting a despair. 'Tis harder knowing it is due, Than knowing it is here. The trying on the utmost, The morning it is new, Is terribler than wearing it A whole existence through.

When I hoped I feared, Since I hoped I dared; Everywhere alone As a church remain; Spectre cannot harm, Serpent cannot charm; He deposes doom, Who hath suffered him.

and so I sing, as the Boy does by the Burying Ground – because I am afraid –

I years had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine And ask my business there. My business,—just a life I left, Was such still dwelling there?

MY worthiness is all my doubt, His merit all my fear, Contrasting which, my qualities Do lowlier appear; Lest I should insufficient prove 5 For his beloved need, The chiefest apprehension Within my loving creed. So I, the undivine abode Of his elect content, 10 Conform my soul as 't were a church Unto her sacrament.

Solamente el silencio nos da miedo. En la voz siempre hay algo que nos salva. Sin embargo, el silencio es lo infinito. No se le ve la cara.

Dying is a wild night and a new road

I lived on Dread — To Those who know The Stimulus there is In Danger — Other impetus Is numb — and Vitalless — As 'twere a Spur — upon the Soul — A Fear will urge it where To go without the Sceptre's aid Were Challenging Despair.

The night was wide, and furnished scant With but a single star, That often as a cloud it met Blew out itself for fear. The wind pursued the little bush

DAWN. When night is almost done, And sunrise grows so near That we can touch the spaces, It 's time to smooth the hair And get the dimples ready, And wonder we could care For that old faded midnight That frightened but an hour.

The shore is safer, Abiah, but I love to buffet the sea - I can count the bitter wrecks here in these pleasant waters, and hear the murmuring winds, but oh, I love the danger!

I lived on dread;

Non conosciamo mai la nostra altezza Finché non siamo chiamati ad alzarci. E se siamo fedeli al nostro compito Arriva al cielo la nostra statura. L'eroismo che allora recitiamo Sarebbe quotidiano, se noi stessi Non c'incurvassimo di cubiti Per la paura di essere dei re