He is a writer. He makes the rest of them nervous.

As so often happens in life, he had thought so much and so often of the situation that now confronted him that he was somewhat nervous in its presence.

True! - nervous - very, very nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad?

The cold Duke was afraid of Now, for Now has warmth and urgency, and Then is dead and buried.

It made him shy, they way he felt the first time they stood together in a mirror.

cry so strange that it frightened him.

He generated maximum anxiety over matters of minimum significance.

He formed his sentences hesitantly and then threw them at me with such force that I felt as if I were receiving a present each time

The terror of falling asleep knowing that on waking she’d relive the loss, like Prometheus bound and tormented each day. Everything had changed. Even her grammar. Suddenly she lived in the past tense. And the singular.

For anxiety and dread, the threat is in the future. For fear, the threat is now — in the present.

He is full of adrenaline, his nerves are shot, and his mind is cluttered up with free-floating anxiety-floating around on an ocean of generalized terror.

There is a devilishly direct relationship between the significance of an idea and how nervous we become at the prospect of having to think about it.

The mouth worried you until you knew him and then it worried you more.

He (The warden) was painfully afraid of a disagreement with any person in any subject....he felt horror at the thought of being made the subject of common gossip and public criticism.