Nighttime Anxiety Quotes

I never worry that I'll die in my sleep, because I'm never asleep!

It was impossible to sleep. Anxiety stopped me from falling asleep; depression woke me up.

Nighttime is different. Things are otherwise when the world is black. Insecurities and hurts, anxieties and fears grow teeth at night. p493

I've never had trouble sleeping in my life.

I'm a light sleeper. I've never been one of those people who can put their head down and suddenly everything disappears. Nighttime is the time I get most scared, anxious or worried. In those darker moments before waking or sleeping is when I feel most, I don't know, I can turn on myself, and my imagination can take me dark places.

What keeps me up at night? Anxiety. Anxiety, the inability to go to sleep, it's quite literally that.

I left football, and overnight, I couldn't walk. I wet the bed even though the bathroom was only three meters away. It was 4 A.M., and I knew if I stood, my ankle would kill me.

I actually fall asleep really easily. I'm a bit of a scaredy-cat, though, I have to make sure that all the doors are closed, the front door is locked three times, and then make sure everything is covered and look under the bed.

I go to sleep at night, like, ’Am I gonna be alone forever?’

I definitely am afraid of the dark. Somehow, in my mind I can always come up with some horrific stuff to worry about.

Night will always be a time of fear and insecurity, and the heart will sink with the sun.

When it is dark, it seems to me as if I were dying, and I can't think any more.

Thinking of Germany in the night robs me of my sleep.

For me, sleeping is a waste of time. I'm afraid to sleep. It's a form of death.

Sometimes it is right to fear the dark.

The night has a capacity for terror that the day can never match.

When I wake up in the middle of the night when I hear one of my kids coughing or crying, I think about Syria.

It's the worst feeling when you come home alone late at night and think the stranger sitting on your couch is a pile of clothes.

Just as ecstasy purifies you of the particular and the contingent, leaving nothing except light and darkness, so insomnia kills off the multiplicity and diversity of the world, leaving you prey to your private obsessions.

I'll be 50 years old and still have to call my mom when I'm home at night. No matter what time, she doesn't sleep until I do!

If you don't get a goodnight kiss, you get Kafka dreams.

she was just that shiver that makes you walk faster at night. You don't know why you do it, but some part of you remembers that the dark is never really empty. ~Anita

It's useless to play lullabies for those who cannot sleep.

The worst thoughts usually strike in the dead of the night.

At night I wake up with my sheets soaking wet and a freight train running through the middle of my head.