#raid

Sometimes, because of my success, I am afraid that I was not a good father. With the first two I was too strong, and with the other three I was too weak. ↗

— Roberto Cavalli

#am #because #father #first #good

To philosophize is only another way of being afraid and leads hardly anywhere but to cowardly make-believe. ↗

— Louis-Ferdinand Celine

#another #another way #anywhere #being #being afraid

I'm afraid to fail again. ↗

— Jackie Chan

#again #fail #i

If you are afraid of loneliness, do not marry. ↗

— Anton Chekhov

#loneliness #marry #you

Suicide sometimes proceeds from cowardice, but not always; for cowardice sometimes prevents it; since as many live because they are afraid to die, as die because they are afraid to live. ↗

— Charles Caleb Colton

#always #because #cowardice #die #live

I don't run away from a challenge because I am afraid. Instead, I run toward it because the only way to escape fear is to trample it beneath your feet. ↗

— Nadia Comaneci

#am #away #because #beneath #challenge

My buddy David Wells is a big motorcycle guy, so when I go visit him in San Diego, he takes me out on his bike. He's got some antique Indians. I never really rode during my career, because I was afraid I'd fall off and ruin my career. ↗

— David Cone

#antique #because #big #bike #buddy

I like fearless characters, people just not afraid to do anything it takes to make people laugh. ↗

— Dane Cook

#anything #characters #fearless #i #just

It's very important in life to know when to shut up. You should not be afraid of silence. ↗

— Alex Trebek

#important #know #life #should #shut

I dream dark dreams. I dream of a figure moving through the forest, of children flying from his path, of young women crying at his coming. I dream of snow and ice, of bare branches and moon-cast shadows. I dream of dancers floating in the air, stepping lightly even in death, and my own pain is but a faint echo of their suffering as I run. My blood is black on the snow, and the edges of the world are silvered with moonlight. I run into the darkness, and he is waiting. I dream in black and white, and I dream of him. I dream of Caleb, who does not exist, and I am afraid. ↗

— John Connolly

#dreams #maine #death