Best 548 of Scared quotes - MyQuotes
I’m scared of the future. I’m scared of the past. I’m nervous at the moment.
I'm not scared of spiders at all. I'm the spider killer in the house.
In the Seventies I was so scared I wouldn't go on stage.
Doubt had married my fear and moved into my mind, where it built castles and ruled kingdoms and reigned over me, bowing my will to its whispers until I was little more than an acquiescing peon, too terrified to disobey, too terrified to disagree..
Are terrorists going to be deterred - are terrorists going to be scared if we react violently? No. They love it. That's what they dote on. They dote on violence. They dote on having more reasons to commit more terrorism.
If you push through that feeling of being scared, that feeling of taking risk, really amazing things can happen.
She knows there's more to life, and she's scared of ending up alone
My daddy always said being brave wasn’t not being scared. Being brave was keeping going when you were.
Fear wants you to stay scared, Bunny. But you don't have to give in. You don't have to let it control you.
So why don't you go home for vacations?' I asked her. I'm just scared of ghosts, Pudge. And home is full of them.
Courage isn’t a feeling that you wait for. Courage is doing when you don’t have courage. Courage is doing it scared.
I always get a little bit scared reading reviews.
If you're scared of choosing the wrong idea to start, you're going to keep yourself from starting altogether.
Nobody looks like what they really are on the inside. You don’t. I don’t. People are much more complicated than that. It’s true of everybody.' I said, 'Are you a monster? Like Ursula Monkton?' Lettie threw a pebble into the pond. 'I don't think so,' she said. 'Monsters come in all shapes and sizes, Some of them are things people are scared of. Some of them are things that look like things people used to be scared of a long time ago. Sometimes monsters are things people should be scared of, but they aren't.' I said, 'People should be scared of Ursula Monkton.' 'P'raps. What do you think Ursula Monkton is scared of?' 'Dunno. Why do you think she's scared of anything? She's a grown-up, isn't she? Grown-ups and monsters aren't scared of things.' Oh, monsters are scared," said Lettie. "That's why they're monsters. And as for grown-ups...' She stopped talking, rubbed her freckled nose with a finger. Then, 'I'm going to tell you something important. Grown-ups don't look like grown-ups on the inside either. Outside, they're big and thoughtless and they always know what they're doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. Like they did when they were your age. Truth is, there aren't any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world.
Every danger loses some of its terror once its causes are understood.
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.
Even when she looked scared, she had a lot of guts.
I remember manners, that's when people are scared to make other persons mad.
As soon as I said to myself, "Oh I'm not a dancer; I'm not an actor," it made me so free to do anything. It made me free to not rush, to not be scared of things and say, "Oh, I have no time," or, "I'm not going to make this or that.
That's what I like most about her; she isn't fearless. She's scared, but she keeps fighting. She has moments of doubt, when she runs away, but she comes back. She doesn't give up. Sometimes she fails, she falls down, she makes mistakes. She's real.
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 Lynn Lancaster, ad he's afriad I'll expose his secret. I give a tiny shake of my head, wanting him to know he has nothing to fear, not from me.
If it ain't broke, don't fix it' is the slogan of the complacent, the arrogant or the scared. It's an excuse for inaction, a call to non-arms.
Of course you aren't scared of me. I'm not the wolf. You are.
If you’re not scared every day, you’re not pushing hard enough.
Bernard King is the only guy that ever scared the hell out of me.
You keep life on a short leash.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “You’re scared of what you can’t control.
The monsters in my head are scared of love.
In social situations I still feel scared. My best friend and husband give me the freedom to be myself.
As for being AIDS infested, I don't know yet, I'm too scared to get tested.
I know you're upset, I know you're scared, but don't walk away.
You'll be scared! Sure you'll be scared. Who wouldn't fear having their head completely blown off.
Sarah Rees Brennan
I don't really get scared. Want to know what else i don't feel?" PITY
Don't always use prudence for precaution, sometimes use it for progress.
If you liked being alone all the time, that would be one thing. But I don't actually think you do. I think you're just letting yourself be scared.
Luckily we never injected because both of us were totally scared about needles. So that probably saved us. And the other thing that saved us was our connection was not very good.
I'm a courageous person because I'm a scared person.
Some people are scared to tell the truth, but I'm going to tell you the Good, the bad, the ugly," it's like, "Let's go there. Let's talk about it.
Ana Claudia Antunes
How I'm glad to go back home! Once I truly have no more worry. Many of those who are in a hurry Endure setbacks in the outcome.
Whenever you're scared of something, don't let that define you. We all feel it, but step up.
I'm most scared of failing, of disappointing people.
Sometimes I smile so big, I get scared that my face is gonna explode.
Paranoia. The more you think of an imaginary problem, the more you feel as though it’s real –
Don't be scared," Willa Mae said. I looked at her. "Aren't you scared?" Willa Mae looked at me and said, "Shoot. Only thing I'm afraid of is that I'm going to do something I'll regret." "Being scared is just one more thing to turn into what you want it to be," Willa Mae said. "The thing with fear is, it's like anger. You've got to change it into something else. Make it your weapon. Some can just turn it into smarts. The best of 'em can turn fear and anger into love." She looked out toward our neighborhood. "I'm not there yet.
Looking to the future, the words uncertain and scared near the top but hopeful and optimistic prevail and beneath the division one sign of civility, 73 percent of Americans have a close friend or family member who voted for an opposing candidate.
Then someone knocks on the door, very clearly, four times. I pull away from Lena quickly. "What's that?" I say, dragging my forearm across my eyes, trying to get control of myself. Lena tries to pass it off as though she hadn't heard. Her face has gone white, her eyes wide and terrified. When the knocking starts up again, she doesn't move, just stays frozen where she is. "I thought nobody comes in this way." I cross my arms, watching Lena narrowly. There's a suspicious needling, pricking at some corner of my mind, but I can't quite focus on it. "They don't. I mean—sometimes—I mean, the delivery guys—" As she stammers excuses, the door opens, and he pokes his head in—the boy from the day Lena and I jumped the gate at the lab complex, just after we had our evaluations. His eyes land on me and he, too, freezes. At first I think there must be a mistake. He must have knocked on the wrong door. Lena will yell at him now, tell him to clear off. But then my mind grinds slowly into gear and I realize that no, he has just called Lena's name. This was obviously planned.
If I lie to you, it's either because I'm scared of you or scared of losing you.
Why are you walking like that?” Rome asked, running a broad hand through his short hair, his glittering green eyes flicking down my legs before settling on my face. “Like what?” I asked, as he fell into step beside me. ... “Like you’re scared of the ground,” he replied on a snort.
We are injured and angry, scared and sad. Some families, like some couples, become toxic to each other after prolonged exposure.
I want to tell him that I don't know what i feel. I want him but i'm frightened to want him. I don;t want my happiness to be entirely dependent on somebody else's to be a hostage to fortunes I cannot control.
I'm scared," he says."I know," says the nurse."I want you all to go to Hell.""That's natural.