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Scares Me Quotes by Sherrilyn Kenyon
- What are you? Insane? I’m not interested in Ms. Preppy Uptight Sloan Ranger. Jeez. I’d get khaki between my teeth. Can you imagine? I’ve never…
- I’m just trying to imagine you in flannel pink sock monkey pajamas. I’m sure you look stunning in pink. (Damien) Actually, with his skin tone…
- You mean Teletubbies? (Berith) The fact that you know what they’re called, Berith, truly scares me. (Jericho) As a demon of torture, it behooves me…
- In all the universe, your mother is the only thing that truly scares me, especially where you’re concerned. I don’t ever want to be on…
More Scares Me Quotes
- I find myself going to places where I really have no business, speaking to these people in a whole other field that… — Alan Alda
- I shot a wild elephant in Africa thirty yards from me, and it didn't hit the ground until it was right at… — Sam Snead
- It is not a lack of real affection that scares me away again and again from marriage. Is it a fear of… — Albert Einstein
- I think the most interesting question is, why do you act? I act because I have felt in acting some of the… — Hugh Jackman
- I hold theatre acting in such high esteem that it scares me. — Kate Bosworth
- Mediocrity is my biggest fear. I'm not afraid of total failure because I don't think that will happen. I'm not afraid of… — Robert Downey, Jr.
- I'm so happy with my family, my career and my friends, and I'd like for them to be here forever, so I… — Jared Padalecki
- What scares me? Oh, now that's a big question. I don't know what scares me- cockroaches, nuclear apocalypse. Fear is an interesting… — Zachary Quinto
- I've never dreamed of being famous. The idea of it really scares me. — Jeremy London
- What bugs me is that you believe what you're saying. What bothers me is that you don't know how you feel. What… — Ani DiFranco
- Living is what scares me. Dying is easy. — Charles Manson
- I get up about four times a night and go back to sleep, or not. Then I swill tea around 8 a.m.… — Jenny Holzer