Writing the last page of the first draft is the most enjoyable moment in writing. It's one of the most enjoyable moments in life, period.

When you know that someone close to you is going to die, there's a natural tendency to want to spend as much time with them as you can.

if they were meant to be together they would find a way to do it.

...nothing wonderful lasted forever. Joy was as fleeting as a shooting star that crossed the evening sky, ready to blink out at any moment.

In another time and place, she might have felt differently, but thinking along those lines was pointless now.

In another place, in another time, she would have felt the majesty of the beauty around her, but as she stood on the beach, she realized that she didn't feel anything at all. In a way, she felt as if she weren't really here, as if the whole thing was nothing but a dream.

The problem with time, I've learned, whether it's those first two weeks I got to spend with you, or the final two months I got to spend with him, eventually time always runs out. I have no idea where you are out there in the world, John. But I understand that I lost the right to know these things long ago. No matter how many years go by, I know one thing to be as true as ever was - I'll see you soon then.