Quotes About Paranoia

That's the beauty aboot being polis: it doesnae really matter whether or not everybody hates you, as long as they're civil tae your face and can put up a good front. You can only live in the world you ken. The rest is just wishful thinking or paranoia.

Paranoia hit him. Waves of fear shuddered through his body. The stakes were high, the highest ever.

Those were the days of the Cold War, when an irrational paranoia divided the world into two ideologies and determined the foreign policies of the Soviet Union and United States for several decades. Chile was one of the pawns sacrificed in that conflict of titans. The administration of Richard Nixon decided to intervene directly in the Chilean process.

I'm not a gun nut, but go out on my porch. Look around - what's there? Zero, nothing. If I had a problem out here, well, the police would arrive just in time to draw the chalk outline on my floor.

For me, the terror of the zombie is that at any moment, your friend, your family, you neighbor, your teacher, the guy at the bodega down the street, can be revealed as the monster they've always been.

Zombies are a great rhetorical prop to talk about people and paranoia, and they are a good vehicle for my misanthropy.

If the national mental illness of the United States is megalomania, that of Canada is paranoid schizophrenia.

People treat you according to your energy or what you put out there, so what I put out there is very open. I'm not paranoid or scared, I'm open. That's how I treat people, with respect and speak truthfully.

Sometimes when I'm going to the supermarket to get the coffee and cat litter, I get freaked out and see all these people staring, and you turn around and there's, like, 40 people all looking at you... and when you go around the corner, they're all following you! You start freaking out like a trapped animal.

Governments sometimes turn paranoid. And they fear things. And sometimes the thing they fear the most is the populace.

With camera phones and, you know, iPad's and cameras at stoplights, it's like I just want to drive around with a bag on my head because I just feel like everyone's watching.

You're sleeping with an assassin, running for your life every single day from men who want to kill you and you're convinced you're going to die of discomfort.

Intelligence reports say Castro is very worried about me. I'm very worried that we can't come up with something to justify his worrying.

I'm afraid Putin will kill me. I believe that he was the one who unleashed the war in Ukraine. I couldn't dislike him more.

We believed ourselves indestructable... watching only the madmen outside our frontiers, and we remained defenseless against our own madmen.

He hates having people around." Then how does he expect to find his next murder victim? Scamp inquired. Unless it's Jaycie . . .

Suspicion, like bread, rises rapidly in a warm environment.

I envy paranoids; they actually feel people are paying attention to them.

I heard the sound of footsteps behind me, beneath the distant swish-sound of the trucks. I looked over my shoulder. There was no one there. Which frightened me. Because I could hear him.

She'd read in the paper about a woman who was so cautious, she refused to leave her house. And an airplane crashed into it.

Sometimes paranoia's just having all the facts.

We signed up for Showtime, which I think put us on a Homeland Security list somewhere.

You do get a bit paranoid that you're becoming a sort of narcissist, an artistic solipsist when you're doing stand-up.

Just because the boogeyman of the Soviet Union doesn't exist anymore, it doesn't mean the world is living angelically.