Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is, with thoughts of what may be.

Love is full of anxious fears.

The thinner the ice, the more anxious is everyone to see whether it will bear.

There is no such thing as pure pleasure; some anxiety always goes with it.

Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight.

The misfortunes hardest to bear are these which never came.

Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.

The suspense is terrible, I hope it will last.

There are more things to alarm us than to harm us, and we suffer more often in apprehension than reality.

Some of your grief you have cured, and lived to survive; but what torments of pain have you endured that haven't as yet arrived.