Working moms commonly testify that they feel guilty when they are away from their children and guilty when they are not at their jobs. Devoted fathers certainly miss their children deeply but it does not seem to be with the same gnawing primal anxiety that often afflicts women.

I'm trying to stay as calm as possible and focus one day at a time but when reality sets in I feel everything: anxiety excitement nerves pressure and joy.

With success came an ever-growing burden of responsibility. I lived with a near-constant low-level anxiety that I would make a mistake that would not only threaten my career but also my brothers' - not to mention the livelihoods of many people who work with us or for us.

Anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows but only empties today of its strength.

Much of today's public anxiety about science is the apprehension that we may forever be overlooking the whole by an endless obsessive preoccupation with the parts.

Status anxiety definitely exists at a political level. Many Iraqis were annoyed with the US essentially for reasons of status: for not showing them respect for humiliating them.

I got a lot of things that society had promised would make me whole and fulfilled - all the things that the culture tells you from preschool on will quiet the throbbing anxiety inside you - stature the respect of colleagues maybe even a kind of low-grade fame.

We're all sick of holy wars and bloodshed because religion is supposed to give us life and a better life and is supposed to bring out our best self. When it results in mass destruction and hatred and anxiety it's the antithesis I think of what religion was designed to do.

Oh how great peace and quietness would he possess who should cut off all vain anxiety and place all his confidence in God.

There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature.