Unspoken Fears Quotes

There are things which a man is afraid to tell even to himself, and every decent man has a number of such things stored away in his mind.

If people could see the inside of my brain, I would be in prison.

It's the damage that we do and never know. It's the words that we don't say that scare me so.

They carried all the emotional baggage of men who might die. Grief, terror, love, longing--these were intangibles, but the intangibles had their own mass and specific gravity, they had tangible weight. They carried shameful memories. They carried the common secret of cowardice.... Men killed, and died, because they were embarrassed not to.

A child's fear is a world whose dark corners are quite unknown to grownup people; it has its sky and its abysses, a sky without stars, abysses into which no light can ever penetrate.

If a fear cannot be articulated, it can't be conquered.

It's never been easy for me to express how I feel in situations where I know I have something to lose.

Everyone has an uncomfortable club in their bag.

There are questions that you don't ask because you're afraid of the answers to them.

There is a hidden agenda in the fragility of romance.

I was always fascinated by forbidden things people didn't want to talk about, like death.

I always wanted to be an actor, but I just never told anyone. I had this superstition that if I said it out loud, it wouldn't come true.

It can be very lonely knowing that you have things to say but you daren't say them. Knowing that you could contribute to something but you don't dare quite do it.

I sing about the things that I don't have conversations about.

The most dangerous evils of society are the ones we don't speak of.

A subject which at first glance seems quite removed from the undeclared concern of the book can encapsulate that concern.

I think it's always interesting to me how we keep secrets from the ones we love the most. You could be so close to someone, but still there was something you can't express, you can't tell them, because it's almost too painful and too hard for you to articulate yourself, because you don't fully understand it.

Write what disturbs you, what you fear, what you have not been willing to speak about. Be willing to be split open.

Then there were things-- epic, terrible things-- that he didn't tell her but skirted around, like caressing the edges of a wound, hesitant, testing for pain.

It's people who are repressed and cannot express their fears that are dangerous.

I increasingly wonder whether most humans are in a constant state of unconsciously fearing each other. Perhaps they fear how intimately different other people might be to them, and the problem is that there is no real way of finding out just how huge that difference might be.

It's not so much about what you ask as what you don't ask.

He never once tells me what Tiffany thinks or what is going on in her heart: the awful feelings, the conflicting impulses, the needs, the desperation, everything that makes her different from Ronnie and Veronica, who have each other and their daughter, Emily, and a good income and a house and everything else that keeps people from calling them "odd.

The thing is, you don't get to know. It's not like you wake up with a bad feeling in your stomach. You don't see shadows where there shouldn't be any. You don't remember to tell your parents you love them or--in my case--remember to say good-bye to them at all.

Lord knows what incommunicable small terrors infants go through, unknown to all. We disregard them, we say they forget, because they have not the words to make us remember. ... By the time they learn to speak they have forgotten the details of their complaints, and so we never know. They forget so quickly, we say, because we cannot contemplate the fact that they never forget.