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“Like a premature lung I felt unready for the responsibility of sustaining life.”
― Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

“I don’t feel guilt at being unsociable, though I may sometimes regret it because my loneliness is painful. But when I move into the world, it feels like a moral fall – like seeking love in a whorehouse.”
― Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980

“Our patients’ lives and identities may be in our hands, yet death always wins. Even if you are perfect, the world isn’t.”
― Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air

“Let no one mistake us for the fruit of violence - but that violence, having passed through the fruit, failed to spoil it.”
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous