Quotes about Paranoia

He answered emails in one word—partly a paranoia about email, but even more a controlling crypticness.

Most people see the world as a threatening place, and, because they do, the world turns out, indeed, to be a threatening place.

I think in every country that there is at least one executive who is scared of going crazy.

The paranoiac is the exact image of the ruler. The only difference is their position in the world. One might even think the paranoiac the more impressive of the two because he is sufficient unto himself and cannot be shaken by failure.

There is nothing in it of course. Just a feeling. But you can feel as if you're not hunting, but - being hunted, as if something's behind you all the time in the jungle.

Intelligence reports say Castro is very worried about me. I'm very worried that we can't come up with something to justify his worrying.

Envy has empty hands and wants them full. Jealousy has full hands and never wants them empty. Envy languishes in self-pity because it doesn't have what others have. Jealousy rants in paranoia because it fears losing what it feels unworthy to own.

I'm not at the point where I'd feel safe in a house alone. I would be really scared. I'm the kind of person that when I get up to go use the bathroom I have this big long hallway, and I just know someone's going to jump out and get me.

No," Daito said. "We're not. You're all strangers to us. For all we know, any one of you could be a Sixer spy.

The step between prudence and paranoia is short and steep. Prudence wears a seat belt. Paranoia avoids cars. Prudence washes with soap. Paranoia avoids human contact. Prudence saves for old age. Paranoia hoards even trash. Prudence prepares and plans. Paranoia panics. Prudence calculates the risk and takes the plunge. Paranoia never enters the water.

Looking back, I think I really was at least slightly out of my mind. I viewed narcotics as most people regard food. I wore my guns as today I wear my neckties. Deep down, I actually believed that after living as fully as humanly possible, one should then die violently. I expected then, as I still expect today, to die at any time. But then, I think I deliberately invited death in many, sometimes insane, ways.

I'm probably just as good a mother as the next repressed, obsessive-compulsive paranoiac.