Quotes About Dread

They were afraid of dying but they were even more afraid to show it...they died so as not to die of embarrassment...they were too frightened to be cowards." (p 20-21 "TTTC")

I feared ridicule and censure.

We fear which we cannot see

He did not remember when he began to regard the heap of books on his desk with boredom and dread, or when he grew angry at writers for writing them. He did not remember when everything began to remind him of something else.

For some reason or other, Loge had a horrible feeling that by We, Wotan meant him.

Death followed by eternity the worst of both worlds. It is a terrible thought.

His business was dread. People came to him in dread, whispered in dread, wept and pleaded in dread. And dread was what he counseled.

We are being seduced into accepting truncated, short-term, CEO versions of the world's wholly human race. The loudest voices are urging those already living in day-to-day dread to think of the future in military terms—as a cause for and expression of war. We are being bullied into understanding the human project as a manliness contest where women and children are the most dispensable collateral.

It had all been fake, a choreographed event, but they could not escape the dread that rattled inside their chests. It was a testament to their proficiency and talent as artists. They had affected themselves with the authenticity of the moment.

In the car, driving home from the airport, the Fangs did not speak a single word. It had all been fake, a choreographed event, but they could not escape the dread that rattled inside their chests. It was a testament to their proficiency and talent as artists. They had affected themselves with the authenticity of the moment.

God help him if any of them ever came true. Why, he'd be a two-headed, three-toed, monkey-nosed, blind son of a cesspit-licking lackey is she had her way.

The worst can always be true," Papa said grimly.

Which is worse, she thinks, waiting for the sting, or the sting itself?

It's impossible to desire something without also fearing it a bit, and it's impossible to fear and dislike something without also desiring it.

The only thing that scares me now is me. The [person] I might become. The [person] I dont ever want to be. Everybody has fears, right? But how many have my fear? Enough, it seems. Because there's a name for it. Autophobia. Fear of oneself.

That's how it is, he told himself. If you dread something enough, even your worst fears coming true brings comfort.

The unseen enemy is always the most fearsome.

Do the dead frighten you?

The worst isn't done. The worst is just beginning, and there are no happy endings.

Even the bravest men fear death and maiming

They would not love me living, so let them dread me dead.

Mindig a láthatatlan ellenség a legfélelmetesebb.

It is the perpetual dread of fear, the fear of fear, that shapes the face of a brave man.

The brave man, the real hero, quakes with terror, sweats, feels his very bowels betray him, and in spite of this moves forward to do the act he dreads.