“She was scared. Scared of dying.”

“I'm not scared of dying. I'm scared of living on and on.”

“I'm not scared of dying . . . I'm scared that I might enjoy it.”

“I don't want to die, but I don't want to live either. I'm scared to live and scared to die.”

“I’m not scared of dying. Not at all. The only thing I’m scared of is not living while I’m still alive.”

“I thought that if I owned nothing, had nothing, was nothing, I would have nothing left to lose, and I wouldn't be scared anymore. Because my whole life I’ve been so damn scared. Scared to live because I was scared to die. But at the same I was so scared of living, so I wanted to die. Or maybe so scared of dying that I refused to live. You don't have to be afraid to fall, when you're already on the ground. You don't have to be scared to lose someone, when there's no one around to lose.”