Quotes About Fear

Treasure the pain; treasure what you have with her, including the fear. Treasure what you may have, including the failure. Treasure it because if we don't live this life, if we don't live it to the fullest year after year and century after century, well, then, we die.

the shutting of the coffin is always disturbing. It is rather like going under a modern anesthetic on an operating table. Even a casual mistake on the part of an intruder might mean death.

Worry stops your ears to the real music. Worry doesn't let you fold your arms around the bones of those you love.

Heaven and hell wait for the young. Heaven and hell hover beyond the ocean before us and the sky spreading above us.

If we wanted to survive, if we wanted to inherit the millennia as Thorne and Cyril, and Teskhamen and Chrysanthe had inherited them, as Avicus and Zenobia had inherited them, as Marius and Pandora and Flavius had inherited them, and as Rhoshamandes and Sevraine had inherited them—and as Seth and Gregory, now the very oldest among us, had inherited them—then we had to meet the future with respect as well as courage and count fear and selfishness to be small things.

An icy gust of air rose from the open doors. Blackness. I cannot be locked in blackness. I cannot! And finally he screamed. He couldn't hold it back any longer. He screamed, the terrible cry begun before he was pushed forward, before he felt himself topple from the threshold, before he realized he was plunging down and down into the blackness, into the nothingness...

Flavius has never put a single question to us as to what we were. In his mind, I found, devotion and acceptance far superseded curiosity or fear.

I wanted darkness. To hide from her and the feelings that welled up in me, and the great consuming fear that I was utterly inadequate to make her happy, or to make myself happy by pleasing her.

Forget you need anyone to love you for what you are. That's impossible. I'm afraid. I'm afraid of what you will do now. The pattern's all too familiar.

Worry stops your ears to the real music. Worry doesn't let you fold your arms around the bones of those you love.

Sometime in the far future there may be such a leader. He will reduce man to the nakedness and fear from which he came. And we shall feed upon him effortlessly as we have always done, and the Savage Garden, as you call it, will cover the world.

Better they should run from me than not see me. Better they should know I was something monstrous than for me to glide through the world unrecognized by those upon whom I preyed.

I saw in him a species of fear as real as that which I had seen in the young forest, but it was even more innocent for all his age, and all his wrinkles, and the wetness of his lips with the wine. He looked fatigued by that which he couldn't comprehend.

Don't be afraid, child, not even for a moment. You'll die now to live forever, as I take your blood and give it back to you. I won't let you slip away.

Me temes porque no sabes cómo soy. Tengo aspecto de mujer, me expreso como un hombre y tu razón te dice que la suma total es imposible.

Rosse eran le labbra, lo sguardo forte, gialle come l'oro le chiome torte, bianca la pelle qual lebbra fatale, l'Incubo era lei, VITA-NELLA-MORTE, che fredda addensa il sangue mortale.

To be weak is a dangerous thing.

I wanted to touch him once more with my cold fingers, but I did not dare.

He found me here," I said, "And I don't even know where I am. He found me here, and he can find me anywhere, and each time, as I told you, he takes a little more blood.

fancy traps to capture a past that had never existed, to create a feeling of solidity for people who lived moment to moment in a fear of death bordering on hysteria.

I felt a shudder. It is I who summoned you. Who spoke those words? Beware for you would be stolen from me now and I will not have it.

He wrapped his warm arms around the mystery. He buried his face in the monster's neck.

had taken out the iron key to the lock and I studied him, wondering what promises one exacts from such a monster before opening one's door. Did the ancient laws of hospitality mean anything to the creatures of the night?

I thought of Merrick. I couldn't know what the coming day would be like for her. I feared for her. I feared for her. I despised myself. And I wanted Merrick terribly. I wanted Louis. I wanted them as my companions, and it was utterly selfish, and yet it seemed a creature could not live without simple companionship which I held in mind.