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“I think, therefore a single fertilized egg cell can replicate itself into trillions of specialized and exquisitely organized cells.”

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“I became very good at protecting all who would ask. How are you? I'm all right. I'm fine. I'm hanging in there. I'm feeling OK. Thanks for asking. I'm good. I'm doing well. I'm a little tired. I'm handling things. I'm fine, thanks to all of you. I'm getting better. I'm keeping busy. I'm making progress. Fine, better, well, good and thank you for asking.”

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“Look, it's like falling out of a twenty-story building. All your good friends, they try to puff themselves up for you as soft as possible, But they're still only couch pillows. They may save your life when you hit them, But you're still gonna break every bone in your body.”

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Author:Lise Menn

“I have yet to meet one widow who hasn't changed in monumental ways as she has coped with her loss. Most of us have gotten to the point where we are not the "pleasers" we once were. We say what we think, we realize that life is precious, and we don't have time to be anything less than who we really are.”

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Author:Catherine Tidd

“He had nothing to offer and frankly nothing to lose. He was dying.”

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Book:The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel

Source: The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel

“For me, raging and raging like a wild, irrational beast, denying one’s own mortality, clinging to delusion and false hopes, pursuing treatment at the cost of living in the moment, sacrificing one’s quality of life for the sake of quantity, none of this is graceful or dignified, and all of it denies us our contemplative and evolved humanity; such acts do not cultivate an invincible spirit; such acts are not testaments to inner strength and fortitude. For me, true inner strength lies in facing death with serenity, in recognizing that death is not the enemy but simply an inevitable part of life.”

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Book:The Unwinding of the Miracle: A Memoir of Life, Death, and Everything That Comes After

Source: The Unwinding of the Miracle: A Memoir of Life, Death, and Everything That Comes After

“Some people might say, "Why bother living? It has no purpose." Unfortunately, dying or death might prove in ways to be even more pointless. At least one living always has a purpose as a form of unified existence and being -- there is almost zero overall purpose in non-existence, other than maybe the awareness of such indistinctly.”

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“Miguel Angel," he said, "It isn't hard to die. Everybody does it. Even flies do it. Everyone here is doing it. We're all terminal." He had a tear in his eye; Big Angel could see it brimming. "Your schedule is just different from mine.”

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Book:The House of Broken Angels

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“The dark ending does not cancel out the brightness of the middle. Your day of greatest joy cannot be dimmed by any shame.”

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“I know how you feel. I hope you're keeping busy. You look good. You will see the gift in this tragedy. Time will heal. The holidays will be tough. It will get easier. I'm glad to hear you're doing well. You're a strong person. Have you gone away at all? How are the kids? How's his mother doing? Call me if you need anything, anything at all.”

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Author:Christine Silverstein

“I love you. I'm probably going to fail you. My life is full of distractions and I need to live my life. You understand this about me and everyone else, more than I can ever imagine. We need to live our lives. And so I fear that I am not there for you. And my own guilt about that is hard to face. Being with you scares me and makes me uneasy. It's hard to be around truth manifest. I'm not strong enough to hear your truth, know what you know and try to give you what you need. If I tell you this fear, will you still love me? I just want to sit with you, walk with you, hear your voice, hold your hand, be in your home, look at your face, watch you pet the cat, and beg you to trust me.”

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Author:Christine Silverstein