Quotes About Fear

If I stop to describe exactly how scared I was every time something scary happens, we'll be here for the next ten years. So do me a favour. At parts like this imagine how you'd've felt, and we'll both do fine.

It was easier to be brave when someone needed your protection.

Does it make you brave to stick your hand in a bear's mouth? Would you do it again just because you didn't die?

When you saw me with a dagger in hand - as if to throw at you - you didn't call for your guards. You didn't fear I was here to kill you. You looked over your shoulder to see what I was aiming at. That's the most loving gesture I think a man could receive from a woman. Unless you'd like to sit on my knee for a while...

If you ask the lion to protect from from wolves, you have only chosen to end in one belly instead of another.

And the quickest to harm a stranger are the soonest to think a stranger will harm them.

Mat snorted. "I don't want to be any bloody hero.

The corpse's hand reached up and grabbed Shaisam by the throat. He gasped, thrashing, as the corpse opened its eye. There's an odd thing about disease I once heard, Fain, Matrim Cauthon whispered. Once you catch a disease and survive, you can't get it again.

Elayne, she said softly as they resumed their climb, if we are caught, I swear that before they kill us, or do whatever they do, I will beg them on bended knees to let me stripe you from top to bottom with the stoutest switch I can find!

In Shinear, a woman [is] safe anywhere, any time-except from Trollocs and Myrddraal, of course-and any man [will] die to see it so.

Fear will kill you if you don't control it.

Until you can, remember this. We are always more afraid than we wish to be, but we can always be braver than we expect.

He had gone right through fear and come out the other side in some place cold. Anger was all that kept him warm. They could gentle him, or burn him to a crisp where he stood, and he no longer cared.

They were high up. If he fell, he'd have time to hum three verses of She Has No Ankles That I Can See before he hit. Maybe an extra round of the chorus.

Whitecloak Questioners assume you're guilty before they start, and they have only one sentence for that kind of guilt. They don't care about finding the truth; they think they know that already. All they go after with their hot irons and pincers is a confession. Best you remember some secrets are too dangerous for saying aloud, even when you think you know who hears.

When she drifted off, she was thinking of Ryne, strangely. A pity if he was afraid of her, now. A great pity if he turned out to be a Darkfriend. He was charming, and quite pretty, really. She did not mind a man wanting to see her unclothed, only his telling others about it.

The weak must be bold cautiously.

when a dangerous path was your only route to safety, you had to take it.

As Tam had taught him long ago, he formed a single flame in his mind and fed his fears into it, seeking emptiness, the stillness of the void. The flame seemed to grow until it enveloped everything, until it was too large to contain or imagine any longer. With that it was gone, leaving in its place a sense of peace. At its edges, emotions still flickered, fear and anger like black blotches, but the void held. Thought skimmed across its surface like pebbles across ice.

Oh, how long were the days of a man. When he strode upon the broken land. He sailed as far as a man could steer. And he never wished to lose his fear. For the fear of man is a thing untold. It keeps him safe, and it proves him bold! Don't let fear make you cease to strive, for that fear it proves you remain alive! I will walk this broken road, and I will carry a heavy load! So come at me with your awful lies, I'm a man of truth and I'll meet your eyes!

With the fog to hide them . . . well, when what they do is hidden, men sometimes deal with strangers in ways they wouldn't if there were other eyes to see. And the quickest to harm a stranger are the soonest to think a stranger will harm them.

No todas las personas podían ser igualmente valientes, pero la cobardía era despreciable.

What I do, I do because there is no other way. He is hunting me again, and this time one of us has to die, I think. There is no need for those around me to die, also. Too many have died for me already. I do not want to die either, and will not, if I can manage it. There are lies in dreams, and death, but dreams hold truth, too.

We are always more afraid than we wish to be, but we can always be braver than we expect