Quotes About Fear

Lass dir Alles geschehn: Schönheit und Schrecken. Man muss nur gehn: Kein Gefühl ist das fernste.

I am so afraid of people's words.They describe so distinctly everything: And this they call dog and that they call house, here the start and there the end. I worry about their mockery with words, they know everything, what will be, what was; no mountain is still miraculous; and their house and yard lead right up to God. I want to warn and object: Let the things be! I enjoy listening to the sound they are making. But you always touch: and they hush and stand still. That's how you kill.

For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror.

If my devils are to leave me, I am afraid my angels will take flight as well.

when you go to bed, don't leave bread or milk on the table: it attracts the dead. [sonnet 6]

Who has not sat, afraid, before his heart's curtain?

A man taken out of his room and, almost without preparation or transition, placed on the heights of a great mountain range, would feel something like that: an unequalled insecurity, an abandonment to the nameless, would almost annihilate him. He would feel he was falling or think he was being catapulted out into space or exploded into a thousand pieces: what a colossal lie his brain would have to invent in order to catch up with and explain the situation of his senses.

Ein Jeder engel ist schrecklich.

Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are really princesses, waitiing for us to be handsome and brave; and all the terrifying things are really helpless things, waiting for us to help them.

How could we forget those ancient myths that stand at the beginning of all races, the myths about dragons that at the last moment are transformed into princesses? Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.

Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.

MUSIC: Take me by the hand; it's so easy for you, Angel, for you are the road even while being immobile. You see, I'm scared no one here will look for me again; I couldn't make use of whatever was given, so they abandoned me. At first the solitude charmed me like a prelude, but so much music wounded me.

Vielleicht sind gewisse meiner neulich ausgesprochenen Bedenken sehr übertrieben; so viel, wie ich mich kenne, scheint mir sicher, daß, wenn man mir meine Teufel austriebe, auch meinen Engeln ein kleinen, ein ganz kleiner (sagen wir) Schrecken geschähe, - und - fühlen Sie - gerade darauf darf ich es auf keinen Preis ankommen lassen.

Every angel is terrible.

There is no more wretched prison than the fear of hurting someone who loves you.

Beauty is but the beginning of terror. We can barely endure it and are awed when it declines to destroy us.

And how bewildered is any womb-born creature that has to fly. As if terrified and fleeing from itself, it zigzags through the air, the way a crack runs through a teacup. So the bat quivers across the porcelain of evening.

Beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror.

Wir haben keinen Grund, gegen unsere Welt Misstrauen zu haben, denn sie ist nicht gegen uns. Hat sie Schrecken, so sind es unsere Schrecken, hat sie Abgründe, so gehören diese Abgründe uns, sind Gefahren da, so müssen wir versuchen, sie zu lieben.

Porque lo bello no es sino el comienzo de lo terrible

For property is poverty and fear; only to have possessed something and to have let go of it means carefree ownership.

It is a blessed moment of inner life when one decides or resolves from now on to love with all one's strength and unflinchingly that which one fears the most, that which has made us—according to our own measure—suffer too much. Don't you believe that once such a decision has been made, the word "separation" is nothing but a name stripped of all meaning

And while I am completely engulfed in my sadness, I am happy to sense that you exist, beautiful one. I am happy to have flung myself without fear into your beauty just as a bird flings itself into space. I am happy, dear, to have walked with steady faith on the waters of our uncertainty all the way to that island which is your heart and where pain blossoms.

Tal vez todo lo que nos asusta es, en su más profunda esencia, algo indefenso que requiere nuestro amor.