Quotes About Apprehension

I get nervous for everything - literally everything.

I get nervous around famous people.

When I'm nervous, I can't eat or sleep.

Before every performance I feel nervous.

Interviews are fun, but I get nervous at red carpets.

I'm nervous before all shows.

If I ever completely lost my nervousness I would be frightened half to death.

I get really nervous when I'm performing or meeting new people.

Any situation where I feel like people are looking at me and I've got to speak is the kind of thing I have nightmares about.

I'm worried. My heart is filled with uneasiness, apprehension, agitation.

Justin turned to give her one of his cool, unsmiling looks. Butterflies fluttered in her throat. She'd be very careful, Serena decided, as if she were walking through a minefield. What are you thinking? About bombs, she answered blandly, deadly camoflaged bombs. She gave him a quick,innocent grin. Are we going to eat soon? I'm starving.

The cancer I don't have is everywhere now.

With the inevitability of a tongue returning to probe a painful tooth, we come back and back and back again to our fears, sitting to talk them over with the eagerness of a hungry man before a full and steaming plate.

There is no delight the equal of dread

There is no delight the equal of dread. As long as it's someone else's.

There's no delight the equal of dread.

The only time early bloomer has ever been applied to me is vis-a-vis my premature apprehension of the deep dread-of-existence thing. In all other cases, I plod and tromp along. My knuckles? Well dragged.

Yo temo al Griego, aunque presente dones.

and even a tea party means apprehension, breakage

The urgency of the moment always missed its mark. Words fluttered sideways and struck the object inches too low. Then one gave it up; then the idea sunk back again; then one became like most middle-aged people, cautious, furtive, with wrinkles between the eyes and a look of perpetual apprehension.

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He told me one day that he was being followed by a lurking suspicion.

She turned at the sound of a horse cantering toward them. If it wasn't Benjamin, they could be in a heap of trouble.

You're still riding home with me right?" He asks Courtney watching me at the corner of his eye. What's with this guy? he looks like he's about one second from taking a baseballbat to my knees. Or wanting to. I wonder if this is how serial killers start out. Wasn't Unabomber really goos at math?