Quotes about Fear
When I asked her what was the matter? answered, she didn't know; but she felt so afraid of dying!
- Emily Bronte
Not anxious to come in contact with their fangs, I sat still; but, imagining they would scarcely understand tacit insults, I unfortunately indulged in winking and making faces at the trio, and some turn of my physiognomy so irritated madam, that she suddenly broke into a fury and leapt on my knees.
- Emily Bronte
Men are not afraid of things, but of how they view them.
- Epictetus
For it is not death or pain that is to be feared, but the fear of pain or death.
- Epictetus
It is much better to die of hunger unhindered by grief and fear than to live affluently beset with worry, dread, suspicion and unchecked desire.
- Epictetus
No, I cannot escape death, but at least I can escape the fear of it — or do I have to die moaning and groaning too?
- Epictetus
The trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.
- Erica Jong
Beware of the man who wants to protect you; he will protect you from everything but himself
- Erica Jong
I went for years not finishing anything because, of course, when you finish something you can be judged.
- Erica Jong
Courage is the price that Life exacts for granting peace, The soul that knows it not, knows no release, From little things; Knows not the livid loneliness of fear Nor mountain heights where bitter joy can hear The sound of wings.
- Amelia Earhart
Courage is the price that Life exacts for granting peace, The soul that knows it not, knows no release From little things; Knows not the livid loneliness of fear, Nor mountain heights where bitter joy can hear The sound of wings. How can Life grant us boon of living, compensate For dull grey ugliness and pregnant hate Unless we dare The soul's dominion? Each time we make a choice, we pay With courage to behold the restless day, And count it fair.
- Amelia Earhart
Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace. The soul that knows it not, knows no release from little things; Knows not the livid loneliness of fear nor mountain heights, where bitter joy can hear the sound of wings. How can life grant us boon of living, compensate for dull grey ugliness and pregnant hate unless we dare the souls dominion? Each time we make a choice, we pay with courage to behold resistless day and count it fair.
- Amelia Earhart