Quotes About Fear

I think a lot of self-importance is a product of fear. And fear, living in sort of an un-self-examined fear-based life, tends to lead to narcissism and self-importance.

What are you most afraid of?" "Dying. Losing my parents. Staying here for the rest of my life. Never figuring out what I'm supposed to do. Being ordinary. Losing everyone I love.

but it's only when I'm awake that I think about dying.

Adoro a sensação da morte iminente, mas leve. Então construí algo que me proporcionasse esses sentimentos sempre que quisesse.

I want her to say my name because then I'll know it's okay and I haven't just lost her forever. But she doesn't, and I can feel a cold, dark feeling growing in the pit of my stomach—every bit as cold and dark as the water

I try to tell it he might have meant "Just be careful when you have sex. Use a condom," but instead, because, you know, it's a brain, and therefore has—is—a mind of its own, it starts thinking of every way in which Violet Markey might break my heart. I

impending, weightless doom.

I prayed maybe he hadn't seen me after all, that maybe he'd taken off after a sinner or a squirrel, instead.

Because we all have to die someday. I just want to be prepared.

It's only when you panic that you pull yourself under and sink

it starts thinking of every way in which Violet Markey might break my heart.

What are you most afraid of?" I say before we jump. I can already feel my skin starting to burn from the sun. "Dying. Losing my parents. Staying here for the rest of my life. Never figuring out what I'm supposed to do. Being ordinary. Losing everyone I love.

I take her hand, and together we leap through the air. And in that moment there's nothing I fear except losing hold of her hand.

but it's only when I'm awake that I think about dying.

ödlek bir tavuk gibi korkuluÄŸa sar?lm??ken cesur görünmek pek de mümkün deÄŸildir.

What were you doing up on that ledge?" It comes out a whisper. "The same thing you were. I wanted to see what it was like. I wanted to imagine jumping off it. I wanted to leave all the shit behind. But when I did start to imagine it, I didn't like what it looked like. And then I saw you.

Congratulations.' But it's too late. He's already put it out there and now my brain has grabbed onto 'Just be careful' and won't let go. I try to tell it he might have meant 'Just be careful when you have sex. Use a condom,' but instead, because, you know, it's a brain, and therefore it has-is-a mind of its own, it starts thinking of every way in which Violet Markey might break my heart.

I feel terrified but free.

Sometimes people are just sh*tty. Sometimes they're sh*tty because they're afraid. Sometimes they choose to be sh*tty to others before others can be sh*tty to them.

I wonder, if I count backward, whether I can go back and take Violet Markey with me and then move forward with her so we have more time. Because it's time I fear. And me. I'm afraid of me.

Because it's time I fear.

I feel high and excited, like I just ran into a burning building and saved lives, like I'm some sort of hero. But then a voice in me says, You're no hero. You're a coward. You only saved them from yourself. *

I can barely hear her because I am trapped in my mind and body, shivering and afraid. I suddenly feel like I have face blindness because no one looks familiar or nice, and my eyes are flying all over the gym, searching for help.

I shout, "I would like to welcome you to my death!" You might expect me to say "life," having just woken up and all, but it's only when I'm awake that I think about dying.