Quotes About Apprehension

what's the matter?" "I'm not ready

It was almost December, and Jonas was beginning to be frightened.

Frightened meant that deep, sickening feeling of something terrible about to happen.

and we have been told that they may come tonight

WAS ALMOST December, and Jonas was beginning to be frightened. No. Wrong word, Jonas thought. Frightened meant that deep, sickening feeling of something terrible

the trembling reached into Bree's heart. Her hands started to shake.

foolish,' even though I didn't want to touch

But I am afraid I don't

He was a bad thing waiting for a worse thing to happen.

Somewhat paranoid to begin with, he assumed every tradesman was an extortion artist

Tengo miedo de una cosa que vive y que no se ve. Tengo miedo a la desgracia traidora que viene, y que nunca se sabe dónde viene. Adrianie, donde estas.

Many terrible things begin with B: blindness, boilers, bats, bridges, and brain tumors. But no one brings any of those to a party to up the fun quotient. When I look at a balloon, all I see is an imminent explosion. Where's the fun in that?

camel here is frightened by bad dreams in the

It's the cold fish dying in your stomach feeling. You try to forget about it, but as soon as you do, the fish starts flopping around under your heart and reminds you that something truly horrible is happening.

In societies that profess some respect for law, suspects are apprehended and brought to fair trial. I stress 'suspects.'

Stressed by any other name is fear.

People think I should be a success, but I'm afraid of it.

In those times panics were common

What you hope for, you also fear.

It is not often that the real world conjures worse than what we can imagine.

In the morning, she woke early. It was as if a pall lay over her. She turned on her back, lying rigid, expecting to hear at any moment the sound of the King's guard coming for her. Mother Lowe bustled in at seven

O God! what a thing it is to be a ghost, cowering and shivering in an altered world, a prey to apprehension and despair!

A dread filled me, a dread unlike any I had ever felt. Not the terror of God, or his angels, but the sickly fear of man.

Of all base passions, fear is the most accursed.