James Dashner Quotes

Nor dread nor hope attend a dying animal; a man awaits his end dreading and hoping all.

Minds that are ill at ease are agitated by both hope and fear.

I would dearly love to resist the temptation, if you can call it that, to worry. It's boring, it's anti-social, it's unproductive and it's depressing.

I am becoming used to an overwhelming, grinding mixture of anger and worry.

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

The idea of any social obligation ... just the idea of it embarasses my thoughts for a day, and sometimes it's since the day before that I worry, and don't sleep well, and the real affair, when it happens, is absolutely insignificant and justifies nothing; and the case repeats itself and I never learn to learn.

Worry is a way to pretend that you have knowledge or control over what you don't--and it surprises me, even in myself, how much we prefer ugly scenarios to the pure unknown.

I navigated the world as a hedge maze of constant fear and worry in which I might take the wrong turn and jeopardize the love of everyone around me and everyone on Earth. That's what I needed in order to survive.

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

My worrying, for instance, was a scene in which I looked at myself while I had the sensation of being boxed in. I call that worrying, It has happened to me a number of times after that first time.

Hope and fear are inseparable.

Present fears are less than horrible imaginings.

Don't eat your heart.

I feel as if things are falling apart within me, like so many glass partitions shattering. I walk from place to place in the grip of a fury, needing to act, yet can do nothing about it because any attempt seems doomed in advance. Failure, everywhere failure. Only suicide hovers above me, gleaming and inaccessible.

From the passions arise worry, and from worry arises fear. Away with the passions, and no fear, no worry.

It is the sweetest spring within the memory of man. So green, so mild, so beautiful! Ah, what a contrast between nature without and my own soul so torn with doubt and terror!

Pray when you feel like worrying. Give thanks when you feel like complaining. Keep going when you feel like quitting.

The Prisoner's Wife echoes Edwidge Danticat's Farming of the Bones in the urgency in which it reminds us of the possibility of love even amidst the ruins. This is a terrifying, heart-breaking and, ultimately, important book.

Worry is like a rocking chair; it keeps you in motion but gets you nowhere

We live at home, quiet, confined, and our feelings prey upon us.

Replace those thoughts of worry with thoughts of hope, faith, and victory.

Worry is a down payment on a problem you may never have

There are points where you worry that you might be putting too much in and alienating the audience. But, funnily enough, some of those fears aren't correct.

All systems have failed me. In five minutes I'll be fine again for a while, but right now the inside of my head feels like Niagara Falls without the noise, just this mist and churning and no real sense of where earth ends and heaven begins.