“I really, really need some help and advice. I'm scared... I'm scared of my own home, of my own daughter!”
“How do you feel?'Scared,' she said. 'Really scared.' But you don't look it.' I feel I'm shivering inside.”
“The most dangerous creature here would have to be me. So maybe I'm just scared of my own shadow.”
“Yeah, I'm great." And I meant it. It's a small humongous realization: I'm always going to be scared of something-spiders, the dark, being on my own-but I don't have to let the fear be in control.”
“Tell me"..."What'd you wanna hear?""That you want it ... I have to know you really need this from me. That you need it like I need it. 'Cause, Madonn', I need it really bad, and I'm scared to come at you if you're not there with me.”
“I'm scared to die," I whispered as Michael walked in."He was scared to live," he said kissing my forehead.”