George Armstrong Custer Quotes

You're unwilling to go out on a limb because it just might break underneath you.

Hesitation increases in relation to risk in equal proportion to age.

I am always worried when someone says, 'This is perfect.'

I'm scared of everything. I think it's only sensible to be that way.

With such riches as I have in life, you're always nervous. Being Irish, you're waiting for something to knock it sideways.

Fear has been my biggest friend. Fear of the unknown. Whenever I've been afraid, I've been very self-protective.

Fear is not a friend of mine. But it's something to have a healthy awareness of.

I guess you could say I'm cautious, or a coward.

When there is nothing to fear is the time to begin fearing everything.

We fear the thing we want the most.

If you look at life one way, there is always cause for alarm.

It is a miserable state of mind, to have few things to desire and many things to fear; and yet that commonly is the case of Kings.

I don't want to make the wrong mistake.

Decision-making is very scary for me.

I feel it is good to be nervous because you are not fully sure or over-confident.

I'm always looking over my shoulder.

When things go well I'm always looking for the next hiccup.

Fear will make you stingy.

With everything I do, there always seems to be a massive risk involved.

There is often less danger in the things we fear than in the things we desire.

After you find out all the things that can go wrong, your life becomes less about living and more about waiting.

I never placed my head upon the pillow at night without reminding myself that my success might only be temporary.

And indeed there will be time To wonder, "Do I dare?" and, "Do I dare?" Time to turn back and descend the stair, With a bald spot in the middle of my hair.

Bones,” I sighed. “Know something? I’m not afraid of you, but you scare me….” His outline blurred again. “You scare me, too, Kitten,” he might have replied, but I couldn’t be sure.

See, they return; ah, see the tentative Movements, and the slow feet, The trouble in the pace and the uncertain Wavering! See, they return, one, and by one, With fear, as half-awakened; As if the snow should hesitate And murmur in the wind, and half turn back.