Quotes About Fear

One part braggart to one part coward. He would fear everyone he did not control. And the next day he would fear those he controlled even more.

La mort nous guette et elle est toujours assurée de sa prise. Il ne sert à rien d'y songer sans cesse, mais, dans nos entrailles dans nos os, nous savons tous qu'elle est là. Tous sauf les humains.

All life was danger and death was the only way to be safe.

Silly me. To think there was such a thing as a safe place in the world.

if I fret about it, I shall have pre-judged myself to failure.

is deceived about what is offered by the other. What danger do you fear here, Tom?

Acaso reunir el coraje que se requiere para buscar un camino diferente equivalga a tener el valor para arriesgarse a cometer nuevos errores.

I won't watch you die. I don't intend to die. Does anyone?

Why, I wonder, does he write and then burn? Does he seek to banish his memories? Does he fear that writing it down makes it important? Some day, I hope to sit next to him and demand that he tell to me everything he can remember of his life. And I will write it down and never let the flames steal it.

Battle death to your last breath and even unknown, you are a hero. Whimper your way into darkness and your name will become a taunt of cowardice.

You scared her." "She scares herself. They all do

He would fear everyone he did not control. And the next day he would fear those he controlled even more.

A woman of many talents. And intelligent, too. He'd probably have to kill her soon.

Have no fear," the voice told her, "for in thee lies the hope of all. Only thou can deliver the land from darkness." "How can I?" she asked. "I am just one against so many." The eyes gleamed behind the dappling leaves. "Yet the smallest acorn may become the tallest oak," came the answer.

Tread not into the fearsome night But pull the covers high, Step not into the wild dark wood For the Hobbers are dancing nigh

When in doubt chicken out.

I comfort myself with the knowledge that if Duval ever feels smothered by me, it will be because I am holding a pillow over his face.

When he laces his fingers through mine, my heart does its now familiar panicked flight, bumping painfully against my ribs. My shoulder twitches as if to pull my hand back, but my heart overrules it.

If he is smart, he will run. He is not.

Nobody can be entirely protected from the mishaps of life. If anything should happen to Lee—and it would be the end of me if it did—I would still feel that I did the right thing for him. Success or failure, he is fulfilling his destiny. We all have only one life, some are short and some are long. He loves life and wants a little more out of it than to follow convention out of fear of what others may think, or to be just another face in the crowd that follows the herd.

Courage is being scared to death but saddling up anyway.' You know who said that? The Duke. Always appreciated that man's common sense.

Father, I don't want to be a Pharisee, caught up in the rules and the law. I want to obey You out of love, not fear. I want to love You like the woman with the expensive perfume. With extravagant abandon. Help me to be extravagant in my worship.

Danger sweetens the brew. Makes it more delicious.

The peddling of fear in any form as incentive to faith remains the most egregious sin that can be committed in the name of Jesus. It feels very good to name the enemy and thank God that you are not like "those people." But if Christianity is to survive, someone needs to stand up in the middle of one of these hapless sermons and quote the comic-strip character Pogo: "We have met the enemy, and he is us.