The fear of death is the most unjustified of all fears, for there’s no risk of accident for someone who’s dead.

Homeland or death! Socialism or death! We shall overcome!

What is needed, rather than running away or controlling or suppressing or any other resistance, is understanding fear; that means, watch it, learn about it, come directly into contact with it. We are to learn about fear, not how to escape from it.

This report, by its very length, defends itself against the risk of being read.

I think I have a big fear of things spiraling out of control. Out of control and dangerous and reckless and thoughtless scares me, because people get hurt.

I look upon death to be as necessary to our constitution as sleep. We shall rise refreshed in the morning.

We make up horrors to help us cope with the real ones.

Ritual is another word for fear, manifested in a different way.

I’m afraid that everything will get homogenized and be the same.

Hatreds not vowed and concealed are to be feared more than those openly declared.

I won’t touch on risky, because that’s subjective. People are just afraid of things too much. Afraid of things that don’t necessarily merit fear.

The fear of death often proves mortal, and sets people on methods to save their Lives, which infallibly destroy them.

It’s not morbid to talk about death. Most people don’t worry about death, they worry about a bad death.

Where there is reverence there is fear, but there is not reverence everywhere that there is fear, because fear presumably has a wider extension than reverence.

Poverty entails fear and stress and sometimes depression. It meets a thousand petty humiliations and hardships. Climbing out of poverty by your own efforts that is something on which to pride yourself but poverty itself is romanticized by fools.

Realists do not fear the results of their study.

You are a little soul carrying around a corpse.

It is not death or pain that is to be dreaded, but the fear of pain or death.

I’ve been afraid of people playing their life away with too many toys.

We all know we have a finite period of time. I just feel if I’m going to be alive, I want to be challenged – to be as immortal as possible. The path to that isn’t an easy way, but it’s a rewarding way.

Which death is preferably to every other? ‚The unexpected‘.

There’s no tragedy in life like the death of a child. Things never get back to the way they were.

The components of anxiety, stress, fear, and anger do not exist independently of you in the world. They simply do not exist in the physical world, even though we talk about them as if they do.

Neither a man nor a crowd nor a nation can be trusted to act humanely or to think sanely under the influence of a great fear.

There’s no reason for the establishment to fear me. But it has every right to fear the people collectively – I am one with the people.

I look forward to death with great anticipation, to meeting God face to face.

Only on the edge of the grave can man conclude anything.

If we don’t succeed we run the risk of failure.

What pity is it That we can die, but once to serve our country.

I am so tired of fear. And I don’t want my girls to live in a country, in a world, based on fear.

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new.

Where fear is, happiness is not.

You are only afraid if you are not in harmony with yourself. People are afraid because they have never owned up to themselves.

It is really very important while you are young to live in an environment in which there is no fear. Most of us, as we grow older, become frightened; we are afraid of living, afraid of losing a job, afraid of tradition, afraid of what the neighbours, or what the wife or husband would say, afraid of death.

One who does not know when to die, does not know how to live.

One is never afraid of the unknown; one is afraid of the known coming to an end.

If we don’t know life, how can we know death?

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?

Except for the young or very happy, I can’t say I am sorry for anyone who dies.

Cowards die many times before their actual deaths.

Man weeps to think that he will die so soon; woman, that she was born so long ago.

One is still what one is going to cease to be and already what one is going to become. One lives one’s death, one dies one’s life.

I don’t believe in an afterlife, so I don’t have to spend my whole life fearing hell, or fearing heaven even more. For whatever the tortures of hell, I think the boredom of heaven would be even worse.

I’d be more frightened by not using whatever abilities I’d been given. I’d be more frightened by procrastination and laziness.

Those who hope for no other life are dead even for this.

Everybody loves you when you’re six foot in the ground.

Life on Earth is at the ever-increasing risk of being wiped out by a disaster, such as sudden global nuclear war, a genetically engineered virus or other dangers we have not yet thought of.

Fear is the main source of superstition, and one of the main sources of cruelty. To conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom.

And why not death rather than living torment? To die is to be banish’d from myself; And Silvia is myself: banish’d from her Is self from self: a deadly banishment!

I think so many people live their whole life in fear and doubt and shame.

Dying is a wild night and a new road.

Fear is real, but so is love.

You must not fear death, my lads; defy him, and you drive him into the enemy’s ranks.

They died hard, those savage men – like wounded wolves at bay. They were filthy, and they were lousy, and they stunk. And I loved them.

Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honors depend upon heaven.

The world we see that seems so insane is the result of a belief system that is not working. To perceive the world differently, we must be willing to change our belief system, let the past slip away, expand our sense of now, and dissolve the fear in our minds.

We shall never be able to remove suspicion and fear as potential causes of war until communication is permitted to flow, free and open, across international boundaries.

I have found it easier to identify with the characters who verge upon hysteria, who were frightened of life, who were desperate to reach out to another person. But these seemingly fragile people are the strong people really.

All diseases run into one, old age.

As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.

I do not believe that any man fears to be dead, but only the stroke of death.