“I wasn't particularly afraid of death itself. As Shakespeare said, die this year and you don't have to die the next.”
“Tell me, Doctor, are you afraid of death?""I guess it depends on how you die.”
“He lies down next to me.He says, 'You know - you have a face to die for/''Well, don't die,' I say, "we just met.”
“... Now to die of griefwould mean, I'm afraid, to die belatedly, while latecomersare unwelcome, particularly in the future. ...”
“I'm not afraid," Rafi said."Why not?""If I die tomorrow it will have been useless to have been afraid today.”
“For a second, I'm afraid he's dying. I have to remind myself that I don't care.”