“I'm not scared of dying . . . I'm scared that I might enjoy it.”
“I'm not scared of dying. I'm scared of living on and on.”
“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 scared to die," I whispered as Michael walked in."He was scared to live," he said kissing my forehead.”
“If I live the life I'm given, I won't be scared to die.”
“Well, Jesus Christ, I'm not scared to die,I'm a little bit scared of what comes after. Do I get the gold chariot? Do I float through the ceiling?”