“In the end, I feel that one has to have a bit of neurosis to go on being an artist. A balanced human seldom produces art. It's that imbalance which impels us... The artist lives with anxiety.” FeelsHumansArtEndsArtistBitsProduceGoes OnAnxietyBalancedNeurosisBeing An ArtistImbalance Author:Beverly Pepper
“In the end, I feel that one has to have a bit of neurosis to go on being an artist. A balanced human seldom produces art. It's that imbalance which impels us. I often think that all I want to do now is to avoid suicide, accidental or otherwise. Other than that, I think living on the edge is what drives my work and me beyond a certain point. The artist lives with anxiety. When you finally reach a plateau of achievement, there comes a new anxiety - the hunger to push on still further. That angst is what makes you go forward.” ThinkingWantFeelsHumansArtStillsEndsArtistCertainBitsProduceGoes OnAchievementAnxietySuicideHungerEdgesBalancedAngstLiving OnNeurosisBeing An ArtistImbalanceLiving On The Edge Author:Beverly Pepper
“I'll play for a couple of hours and then before you know it, it's time to go on stage. It takes away any nervousness and anxiety I might have about the big crowd out there.” KnowsPlayBigsMightHoursStageGoes OnCoupleAnxietyCrowdsNervousness Author:Lights
“An uncertain evil causes anxiety because, at the bottom of one's heart, one goes on hoping till the last moment that it may not be true; a certain evil, on the other hand, instills, for a time, a kind of dreary tranquillity.” HeartKindMayMomentsHandsLastsCertainEvilCausesGoes OnAnxietyBottomBeing TrueUncertainDrearyInstillTranquillity Book:Contempt Source: Contempt
“I knew I couldn't go on like this, but I'd never been capable of simply nipping an anxiety in the bud. I always had to wait until it was ripe and mature and fell from me.” WaitingGoes OnAnxietyCapableMatureBudRipe Author:Marlen Haushofer
“We go on multiplying our conveniences only to multiply our cares. We increase our possessions only to the enlargement of our anxieties.” CareGoes OnAnxietyIncreasePossessionConvenienceMinimalismMultiplyingEnlargement Author:Anna Brackett
“When I rest I feel utterly lifeless except that my throat burns when I draw breath... I can scarcely go on. No despair, no happiness, no anxiety. I have not lost the mastery of my feelings, there are actually no more feelings. I consist only of will. After each few metres this too fizzles out in unending tiredness. Then I think nothing. I let myself fall, just lie there. For an indefinite time I remain completely irresolute. Then I make a few steps again.” ThinkingFeelsI CanFeelingsLyingFallLostStepsGoes OnDespairAnxietyDrawsBreathsThroatMasteryUnendingLifelessTiredness Author:Reinhold Messner
“He decided then that he would love her forever no matter what came to pass. It was not so much a matter of deciding as accepting the inevitability of it. It made him feel better, though he felt perturbed, too, worried that this kiss was wrong. But from his point of view, at fourteen years old, their love was entirely unavoidable. It had started on the day they'd clung to his glass box and kissed in the sea, and now it must go on forever. He felt certain of this.” LoveFeelsYearsMadeMatterCertainFeltViewsAcceptingForeverSeaGoes OnKissingAnxietyDecidedNo Matter WhatGlassesBoxesPoint Of ViewWorriedFeel BetterFourteenInevitability Book:Snow Falling on Cedars Source: Snow Falling on Cedars
“Well, unless you've suffered from panic attacks and social anxiety disorders, which is what I was diagnosed as having, it's hard to explain it. But you go on stage knowing you're actually physically going to die. You will keel over and die.” WellsHardDiesSocialKnowingStageGoes OnAnxietyDisorderPanicSocial AnxietyPanic AttacksKeelAnxiety Disorder Author:Donny Osmond