Uneasiness Quotes

“The night stared me in the face, amorphous, blind, infinite, without frontiers. Not a single start relieved the darkness behind the glass.”
― Stanisław Lem, Solaris

“Confidence is what we get when we take fear, face it and replace it.”
― Tim Fargo

“A sense of wrongness, of fraught unease, as if long nails scraped the surface of the moon, raising the hackles of the soul.”
― China Miéville, Perdido Street Station

“She'd slept terribly the night before. The room, the bed, were both comfortable enough, but she'd been plagued with strange dreams, the sort that lingered upon waking but slithered away from memory as she tried to grasp them. Only the tendrils of discomfort remained.”
― Kate Morton, The Forgotten Garden

“One needs to reflect regularly on their past actions and present endeavors to combat isolation, discouragement, and uneasiness.”
― Dr Prem Jagyasi

“I would never sleep. I knew that. Not with my blood ringing in my ears, and my heart beating an angry staccato rhythm in my chest. I would never relax.”
― Ruth Ware, The Woman in Cabin 10

“[Y]ou were too alert to the figurative possibilities of words not to see the phrase [angle of repose] as descriptive of human as well as detrital rest. As you said, it was too good for mere dirt; you tried to apply it to your own wandering and uneasy life ... I wonder if you ever reached it.”
― Wallace Stegner, Angle of Repose

“He inspired uneasiness. That was it! Uneasiness. Not a definite mistrust—just uneasiness—nothing more. You have no idea how effective such a... a... faculty can be.”
― Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

“I switched the light out and drew the cover across myself, but I didn't sleep. Instead I lay on my side watching the sea, rising and falling in strange, hypnotic silence outside the thick, storm-proof panes. And I thought, there is a murderer on this boat. And no one knows but me.”
― Ruth Ware, The Woman in Cabin 10

“Me?' he said, smiling, fixing her with icy blue eyes. 'Oh, I certainly didn't mean to. I'm sorry. I'm harmless, Mrs. Devon. Really, I am. All I want is a drink of water. You didn't think I wanted anything else-did you?'

He was so damned bold. She couldn't believe how bold he was, how smart-mouthed and cool and aggressive. She wanted to slap his face, but she was afraid of what would happen after that. Slapping him-in any way acknowledging his in sulting doul entendres or other offenses-seemed sure to encourage rather than deter him.
He stared at her with unsettling intensity, voraciously. His smile was that of a predator.

She sensed the best way to handle Streck was to pretend innocence and monumental thickheadedness, to ignore his nasty sexual innuendos as if she had not understood them. She must, in short, deal with him as a mouse might deal with any threat from which it was unable to flee. Pretend you do not see the cat, pretend that it is not there, and perhaps the cat will be confused and disappointed by the lack of reaction and will seek more responsive prey elsewhere.”
― Dean Koontz, Watchers

“We always tend to take comforts for salvation
If everything easy is supposed to be the solution
One would never reach enlightenment; in isolation.”
― Ricardo Derose

“So the earth is shaking
Here the word's faking
As there's no time for lies.
Kiss and dance all nights!
In no need of balance
Nothing makes sense
Get it loose with no excuse.
Shake and dance!”
― Ana Claudia Antunes, ACross Tic

“Those irritations and uneasiness you are faced with are evidence that you have an assignment to fulfill.”
― Sunday Adelaja, The Mountain of Ignorance

“I think there should be a little bit of uneasiness in everything, because I do think we're all really in a sense living on the edge. So much of life is inexplicable. . . . The things that happen to you are usually the things that you haven't thought of or that come absolutely out of nowhere. And all you can do is cope with them when they turn up.”
― Edward Gorey, Ascending Peculiarity: Edward Gorey on Edward Gorey

“I’m worried. My heart is filled with uneasiness, apprehension, agitation.”
― Nikos Kazantzakis, The Selected Letters of Nikos Kazantzakis