Quotes about scared

We are all scared it is only the bravery that differentiates us from others.

I want to tell him that I don't know what i feel. I want him but i'm frightened to want him. I dont want my happiness to be entirely dependent on somebody else's to be a hostage to fortunes I cannot control.

I am not afraid to die I am only afraid of saying goodbye to you forever.

Don’t pretend, Bianca,” he said. “You’re smarter than that, and so am I. I finally figured out what you meant when you left. You said you were like Hester. I get it now. The first time you came to my house, when we wrote that paper, you said Hester was trying to escape. But everything caught up with Hester in the end, didn’t it? Well, something finally caught up with you, but you’re just running away again. Only, he”-Wesley pointed to my bedroom door-“is your escape this time.” He took a step to

I don’t know what more to say... I did not follow up in the days to come. I did not, I did, I should, I could... Just like that, I let that entire ordeal go.

Failure? Scared to death of it.

I'm not panicking, and I'm not scared, I've been through the Gulf War, the Asia crisis, and the Russian crisis.

I had dreams of conehead aliens when I was little. Before 'Saturday Night Live' did it. And then they came out with them, and I went on to be a glorified extra in the movie. When everyone else was laughing, I was scared.

^Do every day a thing that scares you_♥

Echo, kissing you for the rest of my life would be good enough, and you need to get these fucked-up thoughts out of your brain. I’m scared of making love to you because you’re too good for me. I’m terrified that after I share this with you, you’ll realize the mistake, and I can’t take that. Not from you.

It was the kind of terrified look that reminds you that no matter how rational or grown up a person might seem, some part of him is absolutely sure - knows - that an evil other-world exists just outside of our regular, everyday world. And that although we don't expect that world to collide with our calm, predictable one...well, really, at any moment that is exactly what might happen.

Oh, monsters are scared," said Lettie. "That's why they're monsters.

Scared people don’t really mean what they say, they’re just looking for ways to rationalize everything so they have someone or something to blame. They need to have a reason for what’s happening because when they have that they can take comfort in knowing it’s out of their control.

Just because you're scarred for life doesn't mean you should be scared to live.

Until two days ago what had driven him was the will to survive: deep, animal, full of rage—but always part of him had not cared at all whether he lived or died. Now he did care, and very deeply, and so for the first time in a long time he was afraid. To love life is, of course, a wonderful thing, but not on this day of all days.

Don't be scared to all of things here on earth. No matter how big and scary but be fearful to God. God can control all the things.

I miss you, I miss you at night, I can’t sleep without you anymore, I’m scared. Meet me in heaven.

She slammed down the phone. The sharp bang shattered my heart like a bottle hitting the sidewalk

But there's nothing wrong with being scared. I think everyone's a little scared. Even the government.

A Christian might be tired of the Christianity, but certainly he is scared of the Islam.

Trees surrounded them from all sides, casting long inky shadows that would, at another time, have been scary. But there was no point in being scared of what might be lurking in the shadows when the biggest bad, of all big bads, was gazing at her intently.

Yes it is, because you can only be brave if you're scared.

I didn't know where it would lead. I wanted things to develop naturally.

It's Halloween,The night we all play,Trick or treat,We won't go away.Be we ghoul or goblin, ghost,We'll knock on your door,To see who scares you the most.But cringe not in fear,Or cry out in pain,Cause it's only a game,Oh, what a shame.But don't despair,In the cold night air,Because we'll be back,And then you'll be scared!But not just one,Or even two.And so we bid you,A sweet adieu.

Ghosts are the only ones who never have to feel scared. Because the worst thing in the world has already happened to them.

The soldiers in my life had raised the bar for bad guys.

I was eight years old and scared, and had no idea what was going on

I was scared...and did not know what was coming for me next.

Let me go!” she growls. “No.” “Let me fucking go, Colton.” Her voice is tiny, scared, vulnerable, and vehement. “You let go.” “Why?” A hitch in her voice. “Because holding on to it is killing you.

If she was going to die she wanted to go out with chocolate in one hand and a shopping bag in the other.

I’m getting my stuff,” he said, and bolted for the steps.“You don’t have to move out,” Astrid called after him.Sam stopped halfway up the steps. “Oh, I’m sorry. Is that the voice of the council telling me where I can go?”“There’s no point having a town council if you think you don’t have to listen to it,” Astrid said. She was using her patient voice, trying to calm the situation. “Sam, if you ignore us, no one will pay attention.”“Guess what, Astrid, they’re already ignoring you. The only reason

She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, like when you're swimming and you want to put your feet down on something solid, but the water's deeper than you think and there's nothing there

Adults are just making things up as they go along. And when they’re scared, adults have no more answers than us kids

She looked up, over the bandage that was nestled under her chin, and saw that the big-belly man with the red beard was starting at her, shaking his head. He looked like he was crying. "I got ya this time," he whispered, as if to himself. "This time, I got ya.

Sarah Lynn strides out of the stairwell. Lawrence watches her go. The door slushes shut behind her, and he turns to me with a tightened jaw. I want to tell him: No, no, you've got it all wrong. I don't care if you kiss a white girl. I don't care if you love a white girl. I just wish you'd chosen a white girl worthy of your love.Lawrence's Adam's apple jerks up and down, and I realize that in addition to whatever else he's feeling, he's scared. He's in love with the darling of the school, Sarah L

I’ve been trying to stay real and true and proud of who I am,all those ideals of how to lookI’ve been trying not to care.But I’m still holding my breath, I ‘m still watching every step.I’m still tip-toeing away, when I’m getting to ashamed of myself. I don’t want to be your letdown,I’m scared like hell I’m not enough.I don’t wanna beyour failure anymore.— The Glass Child, Letdown

I don’t know what it is, but he makes me want to knock down all the walls I’ve put up and let him inside. And it scares the shit out of me.

Anna and Emma just poofed.”“What?”“I was standing there. I was watching them. I was holding Anna’s hand when it happened.”Astrid rose and without really thinking about it wrapped her arms around Sam like she did when she was trying to comfort Little Pete.But unlike Little Pete, Sam responded to her touch by awkwardly hugging her back. For a moment his face was in her hair and she heard his ragged breathing close to her ear. And it seemed like they might do it again, the kissing thing, but then,

There's no sense forcing yourself if you don't feel like it. Tell you the truth, I've had sex with lots of guys, but I think I did it mostly out of fear. I was scared not to have somebody putting his arms around me, so I could never say no. That's all. Nothing good ever came of sex like that. All it does is grind down the meaning of life a piece at a time.

Keesha looked at me for a long time. "I did leave you alone. We all did. But you didn't get better. You didn't stop. You're still doin' all your weird shit. And I think it's time to stop.""You think it's time to stop!" I exploded, and lunged at her with my hands outstretched. I pushed her real hard. She almost fell down. "I don't care what time you think it is!" I screamed. "Do you think I want to do this! Do you think I like it?""You pushed me!""Yeah. So what?""You're so afraid of being interru

How does he get that caveman shit to work for him? I would get my balls ripped off and stuffed in my mouth if I pulled what he does.

You think a man doesn't fall down, son? A real man falls down nine times and gets up ten. You think real men don't get scared? We do, all the time, especially when the people we love can be taken away from us. The key to manhood is being there, every morning when she wakes up, every night before she goes to bed. That's what a man does. It has nothing to do with how good you are with some shiny knives. And if you let her do this thing alone, then by God—

If your options are closing-in around you and you feel panicked, scared and helpless, this is the time for action.

Can I be honest with you, Mr. Wind-Up Bird? I mean, really, really, really honest? Sometimes I get sooo scared! I’ll wake up in the middle of the night all alone, hundreds of miles away from anybody, and it’s pitch dark, and I have absolutely no idea what’s going to happen to me in the future, and I get so scared I want to scream. Does that happen to you, Mr. Wind-Up Bird? When it happens, I try to remind myself that I am connected to others—other things and other people. I work as hard as I can

...if you don't regard your word as a sacred covenant, then there is nothing in you I can honor ...

Seven billion who need to be kept happy, and docile, until the end. How do you do that? What's the best way to calm down a scared kid, get them to go back to sleep? Tell them a story. Some shit about Jesus or whatever.

You can be a really nasty, selfish little jerk when you're scared enough. I was scared enough.

It's what's buried deep inside that frightens me because it's broken, like a shattered mirror.

He was alone with his thoughts. They were extremely unpleasant thoughts and he would rather have had a chaperon.

You haven't lived a full life until you have been in a very tough situation when you thought you were going to die. War does that to you.

Your little kindness made the whole world my enemy, but I am not scared.

We are broken. Our ways are apart.Still we laugh together and taunt.We fight and get hurt...Still we don't stop!We spread love among us,With the scent of believe.We write on live.Our dreams are shattered.We think to move on,But scared to miss each other.We smirk when someone scolds,But we drink a jar of poison each time.We die and born everyday.We rely on each other.We get furious.We tease and never step back.We listen but never act on.For public we are mature,But among us we are childish.We act

I am not scared of you, I am scare of these feelings.

I over analyze situations because Im scared of what may happen if I'm not prepared for it.

He didn’t know if that was really true or not, but he discovered something which was tremendously liberating: he didn’t care. He was very tired of thinking and thinking and still not knowing. He was also tired of being frightened, like a man who has entered a cave on a lark and now begins to suspect he is lost. Stop thinking about it, then. That’s the solution.

I just want some time, Mikhail, to think things through. It’s frightening, the way I am about you. I think about you every minute; I want to touch you, just to know I can, to feel you beneath my fingers. It’s as if you crawled into my head and my heart, even my body, and I can’t get you out.

Now you bitches can stand here quaking in your boots about what your women might do to you. I’m going to get my woman.

A blur. That’s what it felt like to me

All of a sudden, my right hand was dead, unplugged, and my left was definitely not working right.

Fear gripped her like hands around the neck, the way it could only happen in an unfamiliar room in the pitch black of night.

And yet, I was scared of falling asleep, because the moment I fell asleep my wounds would heal and right then I didn’t want that to happen. Right then, I found a strange but real comfort in the pain.

I get so sad that sad gets to be.So scared that all my feelings they up and leave me. I got so city girl on you. I go so crazy I don't know what to do.

The hard part is that I lost myself. In the midst of life happening all around me, I lost the ability to be okay, I lost the ability to trust. I lost the ability to love myself, and when that happens, you lose everything. And when the one person in the entire world who loves you unconditionally is gone, then you start wondering who will love you? And then when you start wondering, you get scared that you have to even ask that question. But since you have already asked yourself that, you can’t ig

Sacred space in whichTo distil, like amber,The best of your love.

Don't be afraid to talk because in the long run, you will be afraid that you were too silent.

I try not to look obvious as I wait for Mom’s answer. I feel as if I am on the edge of a knife, my feet being sliced by the blade, teetering toward one side or the other.“Oh, of course!” Mom exclaims, her voice trilling with laughter. “How could I have forgotten?”And now I know. Really know. This woman is not my mother. I don’t know who she is, but I know absolutely who she is not.

If I lie to you, it's either because I'm scared of you or scared of losing you.

It is not what we know that scares us, it is what we do not

After torturing our adrenaline by watching a horror movie for a couple of hours the places we are most afraid of are the doors and windows of the room even though they are the only ways for us to escape in case of occurrence such an event.

GreenHollyWood asked me "How I sleep?", after all, after this horror and terror. The truth is that I close the one eye 1-2 seconds go and then the other... and I sleep. To to don't forget, if we will be friends I enjoy the horror..., I like to see myself scared!?

That's scary, all the time to be afraid Wreck 2015 (Film, you should check it out).

Every danger loses some of its terror once its causes are understood.

Seems to me people are mean or evil because they're scared, mostly, or in pain, or afraid they're going to lose something.

Horror is a situation, not a character, no matter how evil one may be.

I'm always easily frightened and I hate being scared. I've never been able to go on the haunted house rides at carnivals of anything like that my imagination just takes over!

You can't be scared of death. When that time comes, it comes.

Courage is being scared to death... and saddling up anyway.

Bravery is the capacity to perform properly even when scared half to death.

I could never let the teacher down. I always worked hard, too scared to get in trouble.

The clock talked loud. I threw it away, it scared me what it talked.

Religion is for people who are scared to go to hell. Spirituality is for people who have already been there.

Courage is doing what you are afraid to do. There can be no courage unless you are scared.

$200, 300 million games, I'm a little scared about that; there aren't a lot of companies that have the resources or the courage to spend that much.

I hate horror movies! I avoid them like the plague. I don't like getting scared.

I'm terrible at horror movies, by the way. I get scared so easily.

These days, all we hear about is that the industry is in trouble. Everybody is so scared, but our mission statement is having no fear.

I am always scared before going on stage this is the fear which makes me do well.

But sometimes, when she'd be all by herself, walking home late in the evening on a crowded street she'd be afraid of her own shadow following her...

Until that moment she had never thought she could do it. Never thought she would be brave enough or scared enough, or desperate enough to dare.

She wasn't scared of going deep, deep down in a world of no air and little light

A single smile from her could make his entire being burn. One touch from her hand and he was undone. It was terrifying to think of how much power this one person had over him. How one single gesture from her could affect him so profoundly. (Sin thinking about Kat)

Love. The word scared me. Love. The word broke me. I fell apart.

I wonder if your mother was frightened by Peter Pan before you were born?

Oh, please stop,” I said, moving to sit down beside her on the bed. “No. Nothing like that. It’s… it’s letting someone that close to me. Physically and emotionally. Randy and I got close a few times, but… I chickened out. I’m afraid of letting someone have that kind of power over me. Not being in control is what scares me.

You're scared of what you can't control

I've never been scared of the dark, but I'm still terrified of what's in it.

Low ceiling, stone walls, a dirt floor stamped with paw prints. I never go in without announcing myself. 'Hyaa!' I yell. 'Hyaa. Hyaa!' It's the sound my father makes when entering his toolshed, the cry of cowboys as they round up dogies, and it suggests a certain degree of authority. Snakes, bats, weasels --it's time to head up and move on out.

I'm not much of a challenge here in the dark.

Water is peaceful. I am at rest. In the water, I am safe and pulled in where I can't get out. Everything slows down-the noise and the racing of my thoughts.