“It’s all about that cosy, homey feeling, the one you leave behind when you travel across the world.”

“It’s as if everyone got cancer the day I was diagnosed, except I’m their tumor.”

“Since her diagnoses she has been fading like a light bulb with cancer’s hand on the rotary dimmer.”

“It’s like I’m on a roller-coaster ride, but I’m not allowed to get off. I’m strapped to the seat, and within eyesight the unfinished twirl of the track swirls into the air.”

“Many nights I watch the sun set. Many nights I watch the moon. They fascinate me. They’re the only things I get to share with everyone: the stars, the moon, the universe.”

“I guess we’re all guilty at some point of failing to appreciate the small things, because when we use a broad brush to paint our exemplary lives, we splatter ourselves with ignorance.”

“I can hear the tick tick tick in my head: A tripwire ready to explode in fury. And then, in my mind, I start to count down from ten…any moment now.”

“Have you ever loved someone so much that even when they chip pieces away from you, you still try to give them what’s left? I know I have… I know I do.”

“There’s an undeniable thrill about meeting a stranger and spending a few hours together, indulging in each other’s lives. It’s that spurt of saying whatever you want and leaving it behind with someone who’ll never look at you and think of it again.”

“Ever since her diagnosis, she’s been fading like a light bulb with cancer’s hand on the rotary dimmer.”

“It’s all about that cosy, homey feeling, the one you leave behind when you travel across the world.”