Roger Bannister Quotes

I want to let you in on a little secret: I don't always feel like I'm a success. That's right. There are plenty of times when I feel like I've just totally messed up and failed to connect with the people I'm trying to communicate with.

My parents didn't want me to be an actor. They didn't think I could take the rejection, and I have to say they were probably right.

There are several times when I walked into a room and just felt like such a sham. That's the problem with auditioning.

When people are struggling, that's a painful place to be in, to not know who you are and where you belong and what you desire.

When I walked out of the seminary, I was 31, but I was like a scared, frightened kid. I had no place to live, no license, no clothes. I was just a lost soul.

I lost my confidence.

The house seemed so empty without him. And I thought about the life we'd been building together for all that time. I realized I was on the brink of losing it all. It just scared me into reality.

I never feel more alone than when I'm traveling. Alone and, to some extent, helpless. The world expects a certain level of competence and can be merciless when this expectation is unmet.

Sometimes I panic and think I can't really write.

The dominant feeling of the battlefield is loneliness.

Life is shining a light through a magnifying glass on me, looking for me to stumble. I think that's my biggest fear.

Every time I do something or release something or announce a new project, there's always that fear that it won't go well.

Emptiness will always cripple me.

I know what it is like to lose your confidence.

On my travels I, at least, did not see Serbia as a land of paranoiacs - much more as the huge room of an orphaned, yes, an orphaned, abandoned child.

LA is a harsh city to be in when you're a little girl from the South, and you have absolutely no idea what you're doing and you are thinking, 'Am I making, have I made a massive mistake? I don't have money to move back home. My parents are not on board with this. What do I do?'

But you know it's hard to tell When you're in the spell if it's wrong or if it's real But you're bound to lose If you let the blues get you scared to feel

My life used to be full of everything. Now if you aren't with me I haven't a thing in the world.

If I am ever to find these trees meaningful I must have you by the hand. As it is, they stretch dusty fingers into an obscure sky, and the snow looks up like a face dirtied with tears. Should I cry out and see what happens? There could only be a stranger wandering in this landscape, cold, unfortunate, himself frozen fast in wintry eyes.

It was like the part of me that had enjoyed those friends had evaporated, leaving behind a huge, echoing emptiness, and I was scrabbling on the edge of it, trying not to fall into the hole within myself because I was terrified to find out how far down it went.

My emotions overload because there is no hand to hold, there’s no shoulder here to lean on; I’m walking all on my own.

I wanted to talk to someone. But who? It’s moments like this, when you need someone the most, that your world seems smallest.

I wandered off, walking through streets that seemed emptier than ever, thinking that if I didn't stop, if I kept on walking, I wouldn't notice that the world I thought I knew was no longer there.

These are frightening times...when she feels herself annointed by loneliness.

Sometimes I feel so- I don’t know - lonely. The kind of helpless feeling when everything you’re used to has been ripped away. Like there’s no more gravity, and I’m left to drift in outer space with no idea where I’m going’ Like a little lost Sputnik?’ I guess so.