Terry Kath Quotes

We'll have nothing to fear.

No one will be harmed. You have nothing to fear. You will all be evacuated.

Careful, Mr. Spiro, guns are dangerous. Especially the end with the hole.

What did I tell you about Mister Safety Catch?' said Vimes weakly. When Mister Safety Catch Is Not On, Mister Crossbow Is Not Your Friend,' recited Detritus, saluting.

Will someone please explain to me the logic that says we can trust someone with a Boeing 747 in bad weather, but not with a Glock 9mm?

Where fear is, happiness is not.

If you live with death threats, you need friends. So you have to risk that they might spy on you.

I'm not worried. I'm in control.

I pray every night. I just talk to God and I can go to sleep. I don't worry anymore.

When self-interested motives are strengthened by the apprehension of any danger, there are few persons who will not be induced by them to betray even their best friend.

The public always prefers to be reassured. There are those whose job this is. There are only too many.

The silence of a treacherous man is to be feared even more than his words.

If you believe that their real intention is to kill you, it isn't unreasonable to believe that they would lie to you.

When the population does not feel secure, it is very difficult to win their hearts and minds.

It's important to reassure people that everything is going to be all right.

Nothing worries me in life anymore. When you find that best friend, that love, all your worries kind of go away.

I really want to put people at ease and tell them things are going to be all right.

Fear is not something we feel at Liverpool.

It's nice to have someone at the helm who can give you piece of mind and does not panic.

Okay, we're going to land somewhere safely, don't worry.

How it felt to have the world moving beneath me, a hand gripping mine, knowing if I fell, at least I wouldn't do it alone.

Trust is a good way to get oneself killed

There was nowhere to go, but I turned to go and met Atticus's vest front. I buried my head in it and listened to the small internal noises that went on behind the light blue cloth: his watch ticking, the faint crackle of his starched shirt, the soft sound of his breathing. 'Your stomach's growling,' I said. 'I know it,' he said.

You are safe with me." "I am not at all safe, with you. But I have no desire to be elsewhere.

Either worrying drives out prayer, or prayer drives out worrying.