panic

To take a breath of water: does the thought panic or excite you?

Why do we have to do this in the middle of the night?_ Taylor asked.__ecause we don__ want the whole town knowing why we__e going and where we__e going.___ow can I tell anyone if I don__ even know myself?_ Taylor stuck out her lower lip.__ater. We__e going to look for water,_ Sam said.He could almost hear the wheels in Taylor__ head spinning. Then, __MG, we__e out of water?_ She bit her lip, took a couple of dramatic breaths, and wailed, __o you mean we__e all going to die?___hat would be a pretty good example of why we__e keeping this secret,_ Sam said dryly.__ just need to go____h-uh!_ Sam said. __o you don__, Taylor. You don__ bounce anywhere or talk to anyone without me agreeing. Are we clear?___ou know, Sam, you__e nice. And so very, very hot,_ Taylor said. __ut you__e not really much fun.___et__ get out of here while we can,_ Dekka said. __ brought a gun, by the way.___re we going to be in danger?_ Taylor cried.__he gun__ in case you get on my nerves, Taylor,_ Dekka warned.__h, so funny,_ Taylor said.

A person__ industrious and creative mindset can overcome great obstacles that besiege their existence. Humankind__ greatest unraveling is our propensity to panic when confronting the pealing silence of nothingness.

Hot, bright heat filled him like some ecstatic poison, and Hartan's pony shied in terror as a wordless howl burst from his throat. His dripping ears were flat to his skull, fire crackled in his brown eyes, his huge sword blurred in a whirring figure eight before him, and the brigand running at him gawked in sudden panic. The raider's feet skidded in mud as he tried to brake, but it was far too late. He was face-to-face with the worst nightmare of any Norfressan, a Horse Stealer hradani in the grip of the Rage, and a thunderbolt of steel split him from crown to navel.

Don__ panic, if you are alive you still have chance to fight back.

[Pope] Clement waved his hands in irritation as if to dismiss the very idea. "The world is crumbling into ruin. Armies are marching. Men and women are dying everywhere, in huge numbers. Fields are abandoned and towns deserted. The wrath of the Lord is upon us and He may be intending to destroy the whole of creation. People are without leaders and direction. They want to be given a reason for this, so they can be reassured, so they will return to their prayers and their obiediences. All this is going on, and you are concerned about the safety of two Jews?

I lay in bed and watched moments break into phenomenal particles of panic and could actually see the divine crack of God__ ass as he completely turned his back on me.

I make a project and I panic. Which is good, it can be a method. First, panic. Second, conquer panic by working. Third, find ways to solve your doubts.

It all made sense _ terrible sense. The panic she had experienced in the warehouse district because of not knowing what had happened had been superseded at the newsstand by the even greater panic of partial knowledge. And now the torment of partly knowing had yielded to the infinitely greater terror of knowing precisely

With the amount of diazepam in me, I should have been content to lie back and let events unfold as they may, and my curiosity did for a moment consider it, but then a punch of panic reminded me that people far saner than I were murdered for less in more conspicuous locations.

Girls are always saying things like, ____ so unhappy that I__ going to overdose on aspirin,_ but they__ be awfully surprised if they succeeded. They have no intention of dying. At the first sight of blood, they panic.

I turned my ear toward the door because I heard him breathing. When you__e alone and afraid, the simple sound of the steady in and out of air being drawn by another person is good medicine.

All civilizations at some time have fallen into this total terror, when the mystery of life was a kind of panic only to be assuaged by the spilling of blood.

Maybe it wasn__ rational, but she didn__ like the idea of Leo invading her little world. Yesterday, Brooklyn had belonged to her. The Long Island __urbs where she__ grown up had felt far away from the brick streets and renovated factory spaces of Brooklyn. In this job, she__ felt truly independent, putting down her own fragile roots in a new place. Fast forward twenty-four hours, and her daddy had joined the workplace and her ex-boyfriend had shown up to remind her of all that she__ lost. Really, a girl could be forgiven for feeling slightly hysterical. Not that there was any time to panic.

The vision I see in the mirror is me, who I am, supposedly, but that vision does not express the way my mind works or the way I feel inside. A realization creeps over me, the words tumbling into my head quietly like falling leaves.I.Am.Crazy.This is my new shameful truth. Something changed yesterday. A door has been opened that I can never close again. I touch my reflection, the glass smooth and cold, not really believing that the girl I see is me.

...Anxiety and panic happen to be mundane phenomena, i.e., even when they are caused by extraordinary things like war and rape, they tend to occur when things are ordinary and predictable and relatively stable, against a backdrop of normal, everyday experience. This, of course, is one of the features of anxiety and panic that make them suck so bad.

Panic---a deep abiding, free-floating anxiety, often without any reason or logical basis.

I always thought a shipwreck was a well-organized affair, but I've learned the devil a lot in the last five minutes.