Quotes About Fear

come not between the dragon and his wrath

I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do not, as those that fear they hope, and know they fear.

Dying is so simple. A fleeting moment of suffering. In the blink of an eye you are over the threshold, into another world. No more pain, no more fears. You sleep so well there. Dying is like rubbing snow together, setting fire to a whole winter of cold and ice.

I am terrified by the dizzying pleasure of it: I am both here and over there; I am be and I am no longer me! Am I already dead?

It's funny how your life can come apart in an instant. How you can feel safe and satisfied one moment, and the next you're dangling over an abyss, no warning, no quarter. You're absolutely about to fall.

It's going to be this way, you know. Forever and a day, we'll be watched and followed, studied and analyzed. I fear you'll know no peace with me." "Peace," she scoffed, light—but her heart was pounding, fierce and strong. "What a tedious notion. Who requires peace, when one may have Colonel Jack Astor?

Zain pinched my skin. I surprised myself when I instantly flipped up that same arm and gripped her wrist hard. I said, in a soft voice, "Don't do that." There was no smile on my face now. But that was when her facade broke, and she was suddenly grinning. I felt her body relax. My grip relaxed then, too, but I did not let go of her hand. I remained unsmiling, suddenly frightened, but not of her.

The fear of discovering his anger towards his father made his body shake.

When you're in the wild, there's nothing to hide behind. No bars or credit cards or movie theatres or cell phones or credentials or security. You're just alone with yourself. You look around and lose yourself in the mountains, rivers, forests or tundra, but you can see nothing except for the chaos in your own mind. It is fucking terrifying and peaceful at the same time.

Hope and fear are two sides of the same coin... She didn't want to give up hope, so she was just going to have to live with the fear.

Anybody bugs you, anybody at all, I'll rip off both his arms. You got me?" She tried to smile. "That's sweet, Davy. Bloodthirsty, but sweet.

Come here. She shrank back. I'm alright. No you're not. You look like an extra out of a splatter film. He jerked her toward him and started to swipe at her face with the rag. Huh. It actually felt kind of good to be groomed like a kitten.

And happy. I'm not used to these...feelings. It's like a...one of those...horrible carnival rides I've seen, that go up and down and spin and jerk, and, well, usually I'm so...on the ground. I'm not sure I can take it.

It is a relief to discover that although there might be axe murderers and kidnappers in the world, most people seem a lot like us: sometimes afraid and sometimes brave, sometimes cruel and sometimes kind.

I had not said anything about what had happened the day before—about being scared down to my very bones when I thought they had left me. I don't know what came over me. Ever since my mother left us that April day, I suspected that everyone was going to leave, one by one.

I wondered If things that might seem frightening could lose their hold over you. I wondered If we find the people we need when we need them. I wondered If we attract our future by some sort of invisible force, or If we are drawn to it by a similar force. I felt I was turning a corner and that change was afoot.

She told how the fear had slipped away through the year, 'slipped away silently and secretly', and how we mustn't be afraid to try new things.

Yesterday I heard some of the castle servants talking about a funeral for one of the stable lads. He went skating last week on the pond in the village, but the ice was not thick enough and he drowned. I like to skate on the ice,too, Papa, have my own pair of bone skates. I could drown crossing the Channel as Uncle Robert fears... or I could drown back in Angers, if I was unlucky like that stable lad. Geoffrey's mouth twitched. God help me, he said, I've sired a lawyer!

Fear did make people cautious; rage such as this was dangerous, was all too apt to lead to disaster

Cozy place you got here," he said, looking around the office. "You read all them books?" "I fear not. But one cannot simply get rid of books, you know. Especially books which have reposed so long on the same shelf." "Reckon they're good insulation," Yulie said, nodding at the shelving stretching from floor to ceiling along the interior wall.

What would you do if you could fly? Mrs. V asks as she glances from the bird to me. Is that on the quiz? I ask, grinning as I type. I think we've studied just about everything else. Mrs. V chuckles. I'd be scared to let go, I type. Afraid you'd fall? she asks. No. Afraid it would feel so good, I'd just fly away.

Why would you take a drug that is guaranteed to kill you in forty years? One reason, right? It's the only thing that will stop you dying tomorrow.

Maybe in order to understand sex fully/one has to risk being destroyed by it.

The embodiment of kindness is often made difficult by our long ingrained patterns of fear & jealousy.