Most men, however brave, have some anxiety or fear in them.

As a rule, what is out of sight disturbs men's minds more seriously than what they see.

Grief has limits, whereas apprehension has none. For we grieve only for what we know has happened, but we fear all that possibly may happen.

My apprehensions come in crowds; I dread the rustling of the grass; The very shadows of the clouds Have power to shake me as they pass: I question things and do not find One that will answer to my mind; And all the world appears unkind.

Why worry one's head over a thing that is inevitable? Why die before one's death?

Basic anxiety can be roughly described as a feeling of being small, insignificant, helpless, deserted or endangered in a world that is out to abuse, cheat, humiliate, betray, envy... . And special in this is the child's feeling that the parents' love, their Christian charity, honesty, generosity ... may be only a pretense.

The thing that used to worry him most was the fact that people always used to ask him what he was looking so worried about.

We poison our lives with fear of burglary and shipwreck and, ask anyone, the house is never burgled and the ship never goes down.

Jealousy and anger shorten life, and anxiety brings on old age too soon.

Our imagination and reasoning powers facilitate anxiety; the anxious feeling is precipitated not by an absolute impending threat-such as the worry about an examination, a speech, travel-but rather by the symbolic and often unconscious representations.