The world of the terminally ill is the world of neither the living nor the dead. I have watched others since I watched my father, and always with a sense of their strangeness. They sit and speak, and are spoken to, and listen, and even smile, but in spirit they have already moved away from us and there is no way we can enter their shadowy no-manโs-land.
P. D. Jamesyou'd like the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. That must be the most futile oath anyone ever swears.
P. D. JamesThe great tragedy of Alzheimer's disease, and the reason why we dread it, is that it leaves us with no defence, not even against those who love us.
P. D. James