I think a lot of people are frightened of technology and frightened of change, and the way to deal with something you're frightened of is to make fun of it. That's why science fiction fans are dismissed as geeks and nerds.
My father was frightened of his mother. I was frightened of my father and I am damned well going to see to it that my children are frightened of me.
My father was frightened of his mother; I was frightened of my father, and I am damned well going to see to it that my children are frightened of me.
There is no crime greater, or more worthy of punishment, than being strange and frightened among the strange and frightened; except assimilation to the end of becoming strange and frightened, but apart from ones own real self.
I'm less confident now than I've ever been. In this peculiar craft, confidence is something you spend a lifetime losing. I used to be frightened only one night a week but now I'm frightened of every performance. I mean really frightened.
Having a little fun at my work does not make me any less of an artist and people who appreciate truly beautiful and original creations in pottery are not frightened by innocent tomfoolery!
If you're not frightened that you might fail, you'll never do the job. If you're frightened, you'll work like crazy.
I was frightened to go forward, but I was even more frightened of going back.
I can't understand why people are frightened of new ideas. I'm frightened of the old ones.
Sometimes I think I'd rather be frightened than bored. At least when you're frightened you know you're alive.
At my age, I'm often asked if I'm frightened of death and my reply is always, I can't remember being frightened of birth.
I'm frightened of eggs, worse than frightened, they revolt me.
When I sit at that typewriter, I have to be frightened of what I'm trying to do. I'm frightened by my own belief that I can actually get a story down on paper.
The energy that you expend making yourself look frightened and feeling frightened is just as hard as crying and shouting and all the other extremities of emotion.
Who gets to decide who's an enemy combatant and who's an American citizen? Are we really so frightened and so easily frightened that we would give up a thousand-year history?