Quotes About Fear

I learned when you shout at someone," he once said, "you make him afraid. And when he's afraid, he won't tell you his troubles"—or tell a manager the truth about what on the assembly line wasn't working, or what had gone wrong. An

Je moet er toch niet bij nadenken hoeveel afslagen een mens op zijn pad misloopt omdat hij eerder naar zijn twijfels luistert dan naar zijn impuls.

Ik vraag me af waar meer durf voor nodig is, doorleven met een lot dat je kent of aanmodderen zonder enig idee van wat je staat te gebeuren

Het is verstandig bang te zijn voor elke groep waartoe je niet behoort.

Courage is never to let your actions be influenced by your fears.

The idea of a man going about London haunted by the fear of meeting a young man with spectacles struck Dyson as supremely ridiculous;

I shuddered at the idea of this incarnate fiend, whose soul is black with shocking crimes, mingling free and unobserved amongst the harmless crowds, meditating perhaps a new and more fearful cycle of infamies. I tell you, sir, that an awful being stalks through the streets, a being before whom the sunlight itself should blacken, and the summer air grow chill and dank.

As I glanced up I had looked straight towards the last house in the row before me, and in an upper window of that house I had seen for some short fraction of a second a face. It was the face of a woman, and yet it was not human.

Ama yaln?zca çok az ÅŸey biliyorum; bir uçuruma bakm?? ve dehÅŸet içinde bak??lar?n? kaç?rm?? bir gezgin gibiyim.

Evren suskundur gün boyunca lakin korkuyla bölünmüÅŸtür; leyli ateÅŸlerle ???k saçar ve Aegipan korusunun sesleri yank?lan?r her yan?nda: Deniz k?y?s? boyunca flütlerin ÅŸark?s? ve zillerin ç?nlamas? duyulur.

And there were other rocks that were like animals, creeping, horrible animals, putting out their tongues, and others were like words I could not say, and others like dead people lying on the grass. I went on among them, though they frightened me, and my heart was full of wicked song they put into it; and I wanted to make faces and twist myself about the way they did, and I went on and on a long way till at last I liked the rocks and they didn't frighten me any more

The best work that anybody ever writes is the work that is on the verge of embarrassing him, always.

The truth is, anyone who puts so much of herself and her life into art as you do must naturally fear any failure in that art as a potential threat to your life. And so you protect your art more than you protect your health or the common forms of happiness the rest of us have. And you probably have this in common with every artist you admire.

He would say, "How funny it will all seem, all you've gone through, when I'm not here anymore, when you no longer feel my arms around your shoulders, nor my heart beneath you, nor this mouth on your eyes, because I will have to go away some day, far away..." And in that instant I could feel myself with him gone, dizzy with fear, sinking down into the most horrible blackness: into death.

What an old maid I'm getting to be. lacking the courage to be in love with death!

Anxiety is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained.

The becoming attitude for us to take is that of godly fear, implicit obedience, and unreserved resignation and submission. But not only so: the recognition of the sovereignty of God, and the realization that the Sovereign Himself is my Father, ought to overwhelm the heart and cause me to bow before Him in adoring worship. At all times I must say "Even so, Father, for so it seemeth good in Thy sight.

To openly defy Him who is clothed with omnipotence, who can rend us in pieces or cast us into Hell any moment He pleases, is the very height of insanity. To

There can be no progress in Divine things until there is the personal recognition that God is Supreme, that He is to be feared and revered, that He is to be owned and served as Lord.

Why is it that, today, the masses are so utterly unconcerned about spiritual and eternal things, and that they are lovers of pleasure more than lovers of God? Why is it that, even on the battlefields, multitudes were so indifferent to their soul's welfare? Why is it that defiance of heaven is becoming more open, more blatant, more daring? The answer is, Because "There is no fear of God before their eyes" (Rom 3:18).

WHO SHALL not fear thee, O Lord, and glorify thy name? for thou only art holy" (Rev 15:4). He

The only cure for fear is for the eye to remain steadfastly fixed on the Lord. To be occupied with our circumstances and surroundings is fatal to our peace. It was so in the case of Peter as he started to walk on the waters to Christ. While he kept his gaze upon the Lord he was safe; but as soon as he became occupied with the winds and the waves, he began to sink.

No fear is unbearable, she concluded, unless you've got time on your hands and a healthy imagination.

I'm afraid of wooden horses, cheap gin, and pretty girls. Especially when they give me presents. And when they go by the name of the woman who defeated Sherlock Holmes.