“Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear.”
“I know I've lost my mind. But I'm not concerned, because it's the first thing I've lost in a long time that actually feels good.”
“I'm not afraid of being dead. I'm just afraid of what you might have to go through to get there.”
“I have a fear of letting my mind wander. I'm afraid it might not come back.”
“And then what would she say? I just told your brother that I love him, and I'm afraid that he hates me? I can't be alone with Turner because I'm afraid he might ravish me? I can't be alone with Turner because I'm afraid I might ravish him.”
“I'm losing my f**king mind. I've already lost my heart so I guess in a way that makes sense. I'm so f**king lost without you”