Youth is counted sweetest by those who are no longer young.

And then something invisible snapped insider her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart.

Tobin," Mom said disapprovingly. She wasn't a particularly funny person. It suited her professionally - I mean, you don't want your cancer surgeon to walk into the examination room and be like, "Guy walks into a bar. Bartender says, 'What'll ya have?' And the guy says, 'Whaddya got?' And the bartender says, 'I don't know what I got, but I know what you got: Stage IV melanoma.

I think about how much depends upon a best friend. Then you wake up in the morning you swing your legs out of bed and you put your feet on the ground and you stand up. You don't scoot to the edge of the bed and look down to make sure the floor is there. The floor is always there. Until it's not.

I feel like crying, so I must be crying, but it's impossible to tell because I'm underwater.

We don't suffer from a shortage of metaphors . . . But you have to be careful which metaphor you choose, because it matters.

The important thing is not whatever nonsense the voices are saying, but what the voices are feeling.