Quotes About Scared

So your children came as surprises?" Vanni asked. "I think stunned and scared shitless would be more accurate," Ellie said, biting into her sandwich. Vanni laughed in spite of herself. "Believe me, it wasn't funny." "No,

Why couldn't he bear down and concentrate? Because he was scared, that's why.

I understand what you're doing, and I know what it means for me. You're trying to escape. You're trying to discard me. Don't give up something that could be wonderful, just because you're scared.

He'd pushed her. He'd scared her. He'd besieged her. He'd vowed he wouldn't, and he did.

No doubt about it, Myriah really was good. Her talent was true talent, not just some little act thrown together for the pageant. And there was Karen, looking awfully pretty. Kristy was nervously brushing her hair. And there was Charlotte, simply looking scared to death. She and Claudia were standing around awkwardly, almost as if they didn't even want to be there.

She knew I could tell with one glance, one look, one simple instant. It was her eyes. Despite the thick makeup, they were still dark-rimmed., haunted, and sad. Most of all though, they were familiar. The fact that we were in front of hundreds of strangers changed nothing at all. I'd spent a summer with those same eyes-scared, lost, confused-staring back at me. I would have known them anywhere.

The dark was still a mystery, something hidden, something to be scared of, but I'd come to fear the light, too. It was where everything was revealed, or seemed to be.

You keep life on a short leash." "What's that supposed to mean?" "You're scared of what you can't control.

Lakshmi had assured me, when I pointed it out, that the insufferability of clubs was widely acknowledged. Why else did I think everyone was on drugs the whole time? My reluctance to talk to the guy you had to talk to to get the drugs was exceeded only by my mistrust of the drugs themselves. If I messed up my brain, what else did I have? Why wasn't Lakshmi scared?

An irony is that most salaried class people who earn in penny are scared through news headlines to return the file first else they will have to pay hefty fine with money

Many people in the intellectual elite are very scared of shouting. They insist on very quiet murmurs.

If anyone asks me about the George Martin years I usually say I group all of that stuff together as the single greatest experience but I wasn't scared I was just really looking forward to it.

In the metal world, if you're using a wireless mic... I was so scared to do that. I'm, like, 'They're gonna boo me in the beginning.'

I'm not the All-Star point guard that everybody's dreaming about right now. I'm not that. I wish I was, but I'm a work in progress and I'm not scared to admit that. But what I am is a good citizen and a guy who's not scared to put his neck on the line for his community or for his state. And I'm always going to do that.

No real fairytale scared me, but Freddy Krueger did. 'Nightmare on Elm Street' scared the living hell out of me, but no fairytale. Maybe 'Hansel and Gretel' a little bit when they were walking through the forest and they met the witch. But I liked being scared, I really enjoy being scared.

I'm not cynical, but the reality is that life is mortal. Terrible, sad things happen. Everybody loses friends and family. I'll be on tour and get really scared if my wife won't answer her phone within one minute. I'm sensitive.

Travis had woken up in the van shouting and everyone on the Screech Owls had laughed and slapped at his shoulders, and the back of his head. He had refused to tell them what had scared him. Let them think whatever they wanted. It was a ridiculous dream anyway. He'd never forget his skates. Besides, he wasn't even a center.

The world is getting more connected through technology and travel. Cuisines are evolving. Some people are scared of globalization, but I think people will always take pride in cultural heritage.

Every single Pixar film, at one time or another, has been the worst movie ever put on film. But we know. We trust our process. We don't get scared and say, 'Oh, no, this film isn't working.'

It's fine therapy for people who are perpetually scared of nameless threats as I am most of the time — for jittery people.

Hitchhiking, intrinsically, is sexual and dangerous. At the same time I never really felt scared. I was scared that nobody would pick me up and that I'd be waiting by the side of the road for a week.

Then he told David, in a confiding tone, "I'm scared of banana threads, too." "Banana threads. I see. Well, I can understand that," David said. He couldn't help feeling honored.

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 was learning the truth: though I felt lonely and scared, I was the well-loved girl of God. And though these feelings of loneliness were familiar, I was coming into an understanding: just because a place has become familiar doesn't mean its where you belong.