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.