Quotes About Fear

But there is one good thing about hearing your deepest fear spoken out loud - nothing else that made you afraid before will ever seem so large or terrible again.

I'm not brave, I'm just not scared. There's a difference. Do you know what's brave? When you're scared to do something, but you do it anyway.

Mom, I have to go. I think this Matt character is here." "Are you sure it's him?" Julie peered into the car as the window lowered. "I see a maniacal-looking guy with brightly-colored candy in one hand, and he's waving a sickle in the other. Oh! He's beckoning me to the car. This must be my ride.

What happens when you get scared half to death twice?

I tell you that I like being this close to you and how you feel against me. But now even I'm hesitant. I'm afraid that when we hit the ground, this will be over. We'll land and this feeling between us will vanish. That you won't feel it any longer. I can't stand that thought.

The car I drove at a hundred miles per hour was out of control with the steering wheel locked, and I could only turn to the passengers and say, "Well, this is bad.

The therapist came and hesitated in the doorway like the exorcist coming to cast out the demons.

Sometimes we are all so afraid to be honest with ourselves because we know that honesty will lead to somewhere.

This book is a memoir - not of specific life events, but of the processes of dissociation, and of re-enlivening emotions that are shameful to admit or even to feel. It is an account of the altered states that trauma induces, which make it possible to survive a life-threatening event but impair the capacity to feel fear, and worse still, impair the ability to love.

After a series of traumas, one can lose the capacity to feel fear appropriately.

Why does the threat of violent death alter some of us, even if subtly, forever? Why does it make us unusually numb or calm when we ought to feel terrified? Why do scents or sounds trigger in some of us a feeling of terror or unbearable dread, even in situations where we know, at least, intellectually, that we are perfectly safe?

A fear unlike any he had ever known settled on his heart. 'Jesu, I have no breasts for milking.

I've thought often about why - why?! - anyone, especially other women, would try to disrupt feminist work that combats violence. What in the world could be the point of that? The only reason I've come up with, and I think it makes sense, is fear of becoming that "impure" woman.

Come potrebbe un uomo prigioniero nella ragnatela della routine ricordarsi che è un uomo, un individuo ben distinto, uno al quale è concessa un'unica occasione di vivere, con speranze e delusioni, dolori e timori, col desiderio di amare e il terrore della solitudine e del nulla?

He is alone and free, yet powerless and afraid. The newly won freedom appears as a curse; he is free from the sweet bondage of paradise, but he is not free to govern himself, to realize his individuality.

One can only understand the power of the fear to be different, the fear to be only a few steps away from the herd, if one understands the depths of the need not to be separated.

La menzogna può legare a un partito, ma solo la verità in ultima analisi porta alla liberazione dell'uomo. Troppi tuttavia sono colore che hanno paura della libertà e preferiscono l'illusione.

Indeed, to one for whom having is the main form of relatedness to the world, ideas that cannot easily be pinned down (or penned down) are frightening–like everything else that grows and changes, and thus is not controllable.

Cuanto más nos liberemos del afán de poseer en todas sus formas, en especial de nuestro egocentrismo, menos poderoso será el miedo a la muerte, ya que no tendremos nada que perder.

As long as one was an integral part of that world, unaware of the possibilities and responsibilities of individual action, one did not need to be afraid of it. When one has become an individual , one stands alone and faces the world in all its perilous and overpowering aspects.

Reconoceremos que mientras tememos conscientemente no ser amados, el temor real, aunque habitualmente inconsciente, es el de amar. Amar significa comprometerse sin garantías, entregarse totalmente con la esperanza de producir amor en la persona amada. El amor es un acto de fe, y quien tenga poca fe también tiene poco amor.

There is only one way—taught by the Buddha, by Jesus, by the Stoics, by Master Eckhart—to truly overcome the fear of dying, and that way is by not hanging onto life, not experiencing life as a possession. The fear of dying is not truly what it seems to be: the fear of stopping living. Death does not concern us, Epicurus said, "since while we are, death is not yet here; but when death is here we are no more" (Diogenes

From birth to death, from Monday to Monday, from morning to evening—all activities are routinized, and prefabricated. How should a man caught in this net of routine not forget that he is a man, a unique individual, one who is given only this one chance of living, with hopes and disappointments, with sorrow and fear, with the longing for love and the dread of the nothing and of separateness?

Notóriusan boldogtalan emberek társadalma a miénk: magányosak, félelmektÅ'l gyötörtek, depressziósak, rombolók, függÅ'k vagyunk - olyan emberek, akik boldogok, ha sikerül agyonütniük azt az idÅ't, amelyet szüntelenül meg akarnak spórolni.