Quotes About Fear

When you want a thing so badly for so long, and then it comes time to face that you cannot have it, sometimes—' 'Sometimes you can't believe it when it comes to you. Sometimes you're afraid to believe it. I understand your hesitation.

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.

Death stalks us, and he is ever sure of his kill. It is not a thing to dwell on, but it is something we all know, in our guts and bones. All save humans.

Make up your mind. Is Death a friend? Then go joyfully to hunt with it, as I did. If it's an enemy, then fight it. But don't sag here like a wounded cow waiting for predators to finish it off. You are not prey, nor I! If we must die, let us die as wolves!

As I apologized to her a flicker of panic raced through me and then faded away. There wasn't enough life left in me to panic. I'd made a mistake and I was dying. Apparently not even a Speck afterlife was available to me. I'd simply stop being. Apparently I hadn't died correctly. Oops.

Wide gape the gates of yellowed bone. A tongue of plank is our path between the teeth as we walk toward the gullet. Here I will be devoured. This is a true thing, near unavoidable on any path. I must enter those jaws.

Não reconheci a minha voz quando perguntei ao mundo: 'Como pode a coisa mais difícil que já fiz na vida ser também a mais cobarde?

é estranho, não é, como não se sabe até que ponto alguém faz parte de nós até esse alguém ser ameaçado? E depois achas que não há possibilidade de sobreviveres se alguma coisa lhes acontece, mas a pare mais assustadora é que, na verdade, sobrevives, tens de sobreviver, com eles ou sem eles. Simplesmente não há maneira de saberes em que te tornarás.

Never have I heard anything so unnerving as a hardened warrior praying to a god known for his merciless heart.

Blind funny little creatures they were, fumbling in the midst of a love they feared to acknowledge. To win, all they had to do was surrender but they could not perceive that. The beauty of what they could have been together made him ache. Is was a love he had been seeking all his life, a love to redeem and perfect him. That which he most desired, they feared and avoided.

I can teach you even if you hate me, or if you despise the lessons. I can teach you if you are bored, or lazy or stupid. But I can't teach you if you're afraid to speak to me. At least, not the way I want to teach you. And I can't teach you if you decide this is something you'd rather not learn.

This is hard," he said, but he did not seem to address his words to me. "I'm too close to the end. I've had glimpses of this, but never clear ones. And now all I know is that I must go on, and that every step I take leads me closer to my death." He met my eyes and said without shame, "I'm terrified." I smiled. "Welcome to human existence." p. 335 The Fool to Fitz

Sometimes it seems worrying is something I feel like I have to do, that maybe worrying about them actually keeps them alive and real

Nenhum inimigo, bem sabia, é mais temível do que aquele que ferimos gravemente.

Amber?" he said pleadingly. His voice went high on her name and broke, as it sometimes did when he was afraid. "Are you taking my beads away?

You poor, pathetic bastard," the charm ground out the slow accusing words. "You've become Igrot. Do you know that? To defeat the monster you became the monster." The tiny voice became even fainter. "You have only yourself to fear now.

When you speak in riddles, it exasperates me. Yet when you try to speak clearly of yourself, it frightens me.

You think that is true, but I assure you it is not. Death is better than the sort of captivity they plan for you. I have been a captive, a toy for heartless men. I made them fear me. It is why they sought to sell me. It was why your father could buy my freedom.' 'I do not know that tale.' 'It is a dark and sad one.

One way to disperse fear and create decision was to consider the worst possible outcome of one's actions.

He wanted so bad to reach down and kiss her... She'd probably break his jaw.

You've learned to guard your thoughts so well, you're almost afraid to let yourself know what they are.

No end, his words promised her. Life did not end. After thought, she found she shared his conviction. No final blackness to fear, no sudden stopping of being. Changes and mutations, yes, but those things went on with every breath. Changes were the essence of life; one should not dread change.

Stop it, or I will kill her, and you will lose your eyes and your ears here." And he drew his belt knife, and advancing to the serving woman, he laid the edge of it along her throat. The woman did not blanch or shrink away. She stood still, her eyes glittering, almost smirking at his threat. She made no response to his words.

He was stupid, stupid, stupid, and his only hope of surviving was in not letting anyone else know how stupid he was.