A screaming comes across the sky.

Indeed, it is a kind of quintessence of pride to hate and fear even the kind and legitimate approval of those who love us! I mean, to resent it as a humiliating patronage.

Strangely fruitful intercourse this, between one body and another mind

We do not fear being called meticulous, inclining as we do to the view that only the exhaustive can be truly interesting.

Pachelbel’s Canon filled the sun-drowned room where they learned each other and even then the fear flickered across him like an osprey’s shadow: This is too good to live for long.

Intense fear comes in waves; the body can’t stand it for long at a time.

It's fear, Jack. The man deals with a huge amount of fear.' Because he got hurt?' No, not entirely. Fear comes with imagination, it's a penalty, it's the price of imagination.

Honor is due to God and to persons of great excellence as a sign of attestation of excellence already existing; not that honor makes them excellent.

Honor is honesty to what is, not blind duty to what you wish to be.

Being afraid something is true is accepting the possibility. Accepting the possibility is the first step to believing.

I like someone who's not afraid to be a kid!

I like someone who's not afraid to be a kid!

I was regarded as the school freak which further reinforced a lot of inhibitions and doubts I had about myself. I was a shy, frightened teenager for a long time.

One of my worst fears is being a self-indulgent person.

It's irksome to read about someone I don't recognize. It frightens me.

Don't be afraid to make an ass of yourself. I do it all the time, and look what I got." (Spoken at a graduation ceremony while holding aloft an honorary doctoral degree from McGill University)

Fear of death is form of stasis horrors. The dead weight of time.

The crucifixion should never be depicted. It is a horror to be veiled.

When the calamity we feared is already arrived, or when the expectation of it is so certain as to shut out hope, there seems to be a principle within us by which we look with misanthropic composure on the state to which we are reduced, and the heart sullenly contracts and accommodates itself to what it most abhorred.

It must have been the scarcity of detail in that tawny landscape that made detail so precious.

Ah! the terror and the delight of that moment when first we fear ourselves! Until then we have not lived.

Fear of death, wonder at the causes of chance events or unintelligible happenings, hope for divine aid and gratitude for good fortune, cooperated to generate religious belief.

It is wonderful when you don't have the fear, and a lot of the time I don't ... I focus on what needs to be done instead.

There isn't any fear in existence itself, or any uncertainty, but living creates it.