Quotes About Fear

Escribió, o pensó que escribía: La muerte es mi corazón. Y después: Toma mi corazón. Y después su nombre: Carlos Wieder, sin temerle a la lluvia ni a los relámpagos. Sin temerle, sobre todo, a la incoherencia.

Afuera la gente camina a prisa, encogida, no como si aguardaran una tormenta, sino como si la tormenta ya estuviera aquí, sin embargo, nadie parece tener miedo.

but inside she could feel herself starting to scream, or rather, she could feel, and see, the diving line between not-screaming and screaming. It was like opening your eyes in a cave bigger than the earth

They're afraid I'll die," Prajapati thought. "They'll always be afraid I'll die, and they'll always be trying to kill me.

I was afraid and did not know what I feared, which is the worst kind of fear.

We have educated ourselves into a world from which wonder, and he fear and dread and splendor and freedom of wonder have been banished. Of course wonder is costly. You couldn't incorporate it into a modern state, beacuse it is the antithesis of the anxiously worshiped security which is what a modern state is asked to give. Wonder is marvellous but it is also cruel, cruel, cruel. It is undemocratic, discriminatory and pitiless.

I'm sorry, but I have this fear that someday you're going to wake up a dried-out, bitter old hag with plenty of science awards but no personal life whatsoever. And you'll sit there at night and sob about how you've wasted your life.

Review the past, but let it not rule you. Always ACT in the present with thought of the future, but do not let fear of the future bind you. Welcome the destiny that awaits you!

Ruthlessly she looked for the dark smudges of fear and arrogance and suspicion and hubris and eradicated them. She wiped them out with ideas of how she wanted to be, her own self-image she wanted to cultivate: understanding, supportive, confident. Not as easy to include those qualities in herself as it was to fall into selfishness.

As the plane got closer to Miami, I had this terrible feeling he was dying. Maybe he was telling me that he was going. I felt anger, panic, despair and helplessness.

When you fear to fail, you fear something that has not happened yet. You predict your own failure, and by inaction, lock yourself into it.

People are intimidated by a man who acts with no apparent regard for consequences. Behave as if you cannot be touched and no one will dare to touch you.

No man is so dangerous as the man who cannot decide what he fears.

One must plan for the future and anticipate the future without fearing the future.

Stop your whining. If you are frightened, be silent. Whining is for prey. It attracts predators. And you are not prey.

When we are children, we believe that our elders know all and that even when we cannot understand the world, they can make sense of it. Even after we are grown, in moments of fear or sorrow, we still turn instinctively to the older generation, hoping to finally learn some great hidden lesson about death and pain. Only to learn instead that the only lesson is that life goes on.

There's something stalking us. Off to the side of the road, moving through the forest.' Kettricken smiled.

Perhaps having the courage to find a better path is having the courage to risk making new mistakes.

I feared my own kind more than anything the natural world could ever threaten me with.

Once one knows what heartless people can do, it cannot be entirely forgotten. It always remains among the possible things that can befall you.

it's strange, isn't it, how you don't know how big a part of you someone is until they're threatened? And then you think you can't possibly go on if something happens to them, but the most frightening part is that, actually, you will go on, you'll have to go on, with them or without them. There's just no telling what you'll become

Little Brother, do not treat me as if I am already dead, or dying. If you see me that way, then I would rather truly be dead. You steal the now of my life away, when you constantly fear that tomorrow will bring my death. Your fears clutch cold at me and snatch all my pleasure in the day's warmth from me.

I have said it before. You are too cautious, Fitz. What if this, what if that? You hide from trouble that may never knock at our door.

The man who worries about what will next be happening to him loses this moment in dread of the next, and poisons the next with pre-judgement.