Gather up your fighting spirit or the disease will deafeat you!
I put my hand on my chest. I can feel my heart beating. My heart is working. I'm pleased. I'm still alive.
People often say that the beginning of the rainy season is a bad time for sick people
Death is not fearful. What's fearful is giving up.
If you look up at the sky after falling down the blue sky is also today stretching limitlessly and smiles at me... I'm alive.
I really don't want to say things such as 'I want to go back as how things were before.' I recognize how I am right now, and I will continue to live on.