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

“Personally I like going places where I don't speak the language, don't know anybody, don't know my way around and don't have any delusions that I'm in control. Disoriented, even frightened, I feel alive, awake in ways I never am at home.”

“She was scared. Scared of dying.”

“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 . . . I'm scared that I might enjoy it.”

“I'm not scared of the dark... I'm scared of the things that live in the dark.”

“I'm scared to die," I whispered as Michael walked in."He was scared to live," he said kissing my forehead.”