Richelle Mead Quotes

The sovereign voluntary path to cheerfulness, if our spontaneous cheerfulness be lost, is to sit up cheerfully, to look round cheerfully, and to act and speak as if cheerfulness were already there. If such conduct does not make you soon feel cheerful, nothing else on that occasion can. So to feel brave, act as if we were brave, use all our will to that end, and a courage-fit will very likely replace the fit of fear.

He lay back, put his arm over his eyes, and tried to hold onto the anger, because the anger made him feel brave. A brave man could think. A coward couldn't.

It's alright to feel fear, but sometimes a very bad idea to show it.

But maybe what I saw as fearless was actually fear under control.

Courage is... the knowledge of how to fear what ought to be feared and how not to fear what ought not to be feared.

If people think I'm angry, I don't want to burst anybody's bubble. I like sometimes for people to be afraid of me. But it's not really anger; it's discipline.

I am quite hot-headed; I am quite impulsive. Fortunately, it doesn't last very long.

I'm aggressive. Sometimes that plays to my benefit, and sometimes it doesn't.

It's real easy to talk about stepping in the ring, but once you do actually step in the ring, it takes a lot of courage and mental fortitude to do what we do.

I think it's okay to be afraid, but it's not okay to let it rule your life.

When I was young, you get into the point where you want to throw everything hard. And it looks good, it feels good... You get to the point, though, where it's not realistic.

That's the way to go. People say: 'Oh, he doesn't want to come back, he's scared,' and it's to play with your brain, to play with your mind. I'm not scared of nobody. I'm not scared of no human being. I'm scared to fight, every time I fight I'm scared, but I'll bite into my mouthpiece and I'll walk the walk.

Fear is a habit; I am not afraid.

Sometimes if something scares me, I lean right into it . I’m not a brave person— I’m more of a fearless idiot.

The skin of the coward changes color all the time, he can't get a grip on himself, he can't sit still, he squats and rocks, shifting his weight from foot to foot, his heart racing, pounding inside the fellow's ribs, his teeth chattering. He dreads some grisly death. But the skin of a brave soldier never blanches. He's all control. Tense but no great fear.

Fearlessness is a fool's boast, to my mind. The only men with no fear in them are dead, or the soon to be dead, maybe. Fear teaches you caution, and respect for your enemy, and to avoid sharp edges used in anger. All good things in their place, believe me. Fear can bring you out alive, and that's the very best anyone can hope for from any fight. Every man who's worth a damn feels fear. It's the use you make of it that counts.

I get angry real quick, but I also cool down just as fast. Albanians don't want to deal with anything in the moment.

The amount of things I want to tweet that I get talked out of? It's probably four times a week. I'm very hotheaded.

A quick temper will make a fool of you soon enough.

Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.

I think I have a very nice demeanor, but at the same time, when pushed, I will freak out. I have a backbone, but I don't feel like I'm terrible about it.

Anger is a momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.

I can make a virtue of slapdash. Slapdash can give you courage.

When I decided to stay in Iraq, I decided to take the fear out of my body and put it into a freezer.