My father's death my move and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress pain and sadness for me. I was practically devastated beyond recovery.

Death is frightening and so is Eternal Life.

Those who have the strength and the love to sit with a dying patient in the silence that goes beyond words will know that this moment is neither frightening nor painful but a peaceful cessation of the functioning of the body.

Computers rather frighten me because I never did learn to type so the whole thing seems extraordinarily complicated to me.

Sureness is something like a neck brace which we clamp around our lives hoping to somehow protect ourselves from the frightening constant whiplash of change. Sadly the brace doesn't always hold.

Though beauty gives you a weird sense of entitlement it's rather frightening and threatening to have others ascribe such importance to something you know you're just renting for a while.

The frightening thought that what you draw may become a building makes for reasoned lines.

It is very frightening to feel alone when you are standing against a rich and powerful person and all his attendant helpers.

I have an internal protectiveness where it's like if it comes to just me as frightened as I am of losing someone I love or things going sour or simply being alone there is a dark place in my brain where I'm like It could happen and I'm okay I'm prepared.

If you're extremely painfully frightened of age it shows.

The really frightening thing about middle age is the knowledge that you'll grow out of it.