Dangers bring fears, and fears more dangers bring.
We often pretend to fear what we really despise, and more often despise what we really fear.
Fear may come true that which one is afraid of.
Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.
Falsehood is invariably the child of fear in one form or another.
Is suffering so very serious? I have come to doubt it. It may be quite childish, a sort of undignified pastimeâI'm referring to the kind of suffering a man inflicts on a woman or a woman on a man. It's extremely painful. I agree that it's hardly bearable. But I very much fear that this sort of pain deserves no consideration at all. It's no more worthy of respect than old age or illness.
Anxiety is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained.
Fear has many eyes and can see things underground.
Most fear stems from sin; to limit one's sins, one must assuredly limit one's fear, thereby bringing more peace to one's spirit.
Fear of error which everything recalls to me at every moment of the flight of my ideas, this mania for control, makes men prefer reason's imagination to the imagination of the senses. And yet it is always the imagination alone which is at work.
A fighter has to know fear.
I may be compelled to face danger, but never fear it, and while our soldiers can stand and fight, I can stand and feed and nurse them.
When you have faults, do not fear to abandon them.
Let us never negotiate out of fear, but let us never fear to negotiate.
Let us never negotiate out of fear. But let us never fear to negotiate.
There are many who dare not kill themselves for fear of what the neighbours will say.
O, my sweet sir, news fitting to the night, Black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible.
'Tis the merry nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music!
The truly fearless think of themselves as normal.
I expect nothing. I fear no one. I am free.
A song to the oak, the brave old oak, Who hath ruled in the greenwood long; Here's health and renown to his broad green crown, And his fifty arms so strong. There's fear in his frown when the Sun goes down, And the fire in the West fades out; And he showeth his might on a wild midnight, When the storms through his branches shout.
Wicked men obey from fear; good men, from love.
The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds; and the pessimist fears this is true.
We fear that the glittering generalities of the speaker have left an impression more delightful than permanent. - Franklin J. Dickman,
The loves that meet in Paradise shall cast out fear, And Paradise hath room for you and me and all.