It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world.

There is no try. There is only do.

People talk about the courage of cancer patients, and I do not deny that courage. I had been poked and stabbed and poisoned for years, and still I trod on. But make no mistake: In that moment, I would have been very, very happy to die.

It's not fair," I said. "It's just so goddamned unfair." "The world," he said, "is not a wishgranting factory.

Witness also that when we talk about literature, we do so in the present tense. When we speak of the dead, we are not so kind.

I wasn't disappointed. My expectations had been met.

Tonight, darling, we are going to right a lot of wrongs.