Quotes About Fear

Two by two, I read library books as fast as I could go, rushing them home in the basket of my bicycle. From the minute I reached our house, I started to read. Every book I seized on stood for the devouring wish to read being instantly granted. I knew this was bliss, knew it at the time. Taste isn't nearly so important; it comes in its own time. I wanted to read immediately. The only fear was that of books coming to an end.

Je préfère la vie à la mort, exister à ne pas exister, car je ne suis pas sûr d'être une fois que je n'existerai plus

Acum m? închid,m? cuib?resc în fric?,m? înf??or,m? cufund în ea,ca într-un aÈ™ternut.

The fear of death was my truest shield. Now the walls have collapsed. And here I am, defenseless, exposed to the blazing inferno of life, and in the freezing grip of despair. I wanted life and life has hurled itself at me. It's crippling me, killing me. Why didn't I have the sense to welcome resignation? All my old scars have opened, my wounds are bleeding again. Thousands of knives are driving into my flesh.

Why am I afraid to live, I who love life and the beauty of flesh and the living colors of earth and sky and sea? Why am I afraid of love, I who love love?.. Why was I born without a skin, O God, that I must wear armor in order to touch or to be touched?

You'll say to yourself, I'm just an old man who is scared of life, but even more scared of dying. So I'm keeping drunk and hanging on to life at any price, and what of it?

I discovered early in life that living frightened me when I was sober.

Who wants to see life as it is, if they can help it? It's the three Gorgons in one. You look in their faces and turn to stone. Or it's Pan. You see him and you die - that is, inside you - and have to go on living as a ghost. - You have a poet in you but it's a damned morbid one!

Let him come! I have seen them come before -- at Margesfontein, Spion Kiopje, Modder River. Stepping into battle, left right left right, waving their silly swords, so afraid they couldn't show off how brave they was, and with mine rifle I kills them so easy!

Perhaps because waiting for an inevitable disaster is worse than the disaster itself.

clowns got up as poets arrogant bureaucrats pedantic criers you are the standard bearers carrying faded colors being a poet isnt a matter of pride it is only an error of nature a burden to be shouldered with fear

Wealthier countries have the luxury of entertaining fears the rest of the world cannot afford.

Our fears are informed by history and economics, by social power and stigma, by myths and nightmares. And as with other strongly held beliefs, our fears are dear to us. When we encounter information that contradicts our beliefs, as Slovic found in one of his studies, we tend to doubt the information, not ourselves.

Fear is isolating for those that fear. And I have come to believe that fear is a cruelty to those who are feared.

But risk perception may not be about quantifiable risk so much as it is about immeasurable fear.

We do not tend to be afraid of the things that are most likely to harm us. We drive around in cars, a lot. We drink alcohol, we ride bicycles, we sit too much. And we harbor anxiety about things that, statistically speaking, pose us little danger. We fear sharks, while mosquitoes are, in terms of sheer numbers of lives lost, probably the most dangerous creature on earth.

For in other ways a woman is full of fear, defenseless, dreads the sight of cold steel; but, when once she is wronged in the matter of love, no other soul can hold so many thoughts of blood.

The only thing holding people back from starting a relationship is failure to overcome hesitation.

There are things you can describe in life and things you just can't. There are dangers and adventures, miseries and fear that you can tell about… well, then there's hope and joy and love – and those are beyond the power of words to describe.

I'll be fine. My fear will keep me warm." She laughed. I think it was the first time I'd heard her laugh, and I looked at her in surprise. "You're funny," she said. "Oh yeah, I'm a laughing riot.

In the darkness, I had been afraid that he was evil. At dawn, I realized he had been my friend and guardian, watching over me all night long.

They are weary of war, but war is what we live for. They are afraid of death, but death is what we love.

There are so many doors to walk through in life, you can't be afraid of all of them, even if you know one of them might be your last.

killer were right behind us. Now we were outside,