Quotes About Fear

At this moment, I am obscenely happy. Please don't screw this up or dump me or cheat on me or divorce me." "All right," he said.

When you're me, you're a little more afraid of not living than of living too much.

I can't stay here, John. I'm pregnant." Then it was Preacher's turn to show shock. Silent and dark. It settled into his eyes and over his expression slowly as he sat back in the chair, then stood. He went behind the bar and poured himself a shot, throwing it back. When he returned to the chair by the fire, he asked, "Did he know? When he beat you, did he know you were pregnant?" She nodded and looked away from him, pursing her lips tight.

Jack had no idea what she might be thinking, but he thought, Don't turn and run just because you got kissed. Things could be worse. After

Because I've been to war, and it still wasn't as scary as living around here.

She tucked closer to the wall making herself less of a target.

even further, and I shivered inside my wool coat as I trudged back to my car, two grocery bags in hand. I wanted to go home, but I still had the crushed vials. Where could you dispose of broken glass and no one would notice?

Watching her, I'm filled with the age-old terror of making a mistake, looking foolish. How is it we all leave high school, but high school never leaves us?

Assuming I keep out of sight long enough, my brother, the state's most wanted killer, will find me.

Typically, the louder a voice gets, the bigger the knot in my gut grows. So I have to turn my heart and mind toward our Heavenly Father and ask, "Is this pit in my stomach about today or is it about what already happened in the past or about what I'm afraid might happen in the future?

Fear and disillusionment. Courage and commitment. Intense emotion and unbridled passion. The ultimate risk of life in exchange for undeserved grace and a treasured spot in eternity.

I'm afraid my former life could sabotage the abundant future Jesus promised those of us who put our hope in Him.

had worked to get to the driver, who, pinned in her seat, was hanging upside down, seat belt still in place, her body as broken and twisted as the car. Alvarez had looked into the body bag and felt her insides go cold. Questions that had haunted her about the victim for the past few days now pounded through her brain: Why had she left in the middle of the night?

Good. Slowly, nerves as tight as bowstrings, she swept the weakening beam across the floor. Heart racing, ready to bolt, she tried to convince herself there was no one in the vault, no one but her and her own pounding pulse. She was wrong. A skeleton lay stretched upon a slab—a woman, she guessed, from its small size and the rotting nightgown and dark clumps of hair. "Oh, dear God." The corpse had been here a while—teeth

two women with little in common, to know that a psychopath was either nearby or had passed through. She

She'd be frantic. Realize that she was about to die in

edge of the cliff. Screaming!

Spurred by fear , fueled by Adrenaline

Whoever the Bastard was, He wanted to remained anonymous while scaring the Tar out of Her.

Then Its A Coincidence Better Than a Sign From God - Eve

You & I Both Know That You're NOT the New Orleans PD's Favorite Son! - Sam Deeds

Why Borrow What U Know Is Already Coming Your Way? ~ Eve's GrandMother

Im~Freaking~Pervious!!!! ~ Eve

She Called Herself Seven Kinds Of Fool ~ Eve