She'll understand what I already know - that death surrounds us all. And it tastes like metal between your teeth.

The last few weeks, it was as if someone had taken his life to pieces and let him see the way it worked.

Every few years we disappear, Zoey. All our cells are replaced by others. Not a single bit of me is the same as when I was last in this room.

Maybe I’ll come back as somebody else. I’ll be the wild-haired girl Adam meets in his first week at university. ‘Hi, are you on the horticultural course as well?

Like a tree losing its leaves. I forget even the thing I was thinking.

I want the people I love to get up and speak about me, and even if you cry it'll be OK. I want you to say honest things.

I love you. It hurts more than anything ever has, but I do. So don't you dare tell me I don't. Don't you ever say it again!