“ [H]e found poetry more comforting than Scripture—and his ability to forge from his life a cogent, powerful tale of living with death. Paul Kalanithi
“ Often I return to the grave after leaving flowers – tulips, lilies, carnations – to find the heads eaten by deer. It’s just as good a use for the flowers as any, and one Paul would have liked. The ear… Paul Kalanithi
“ After I was caught returning at dawn from one such late-night escapade, my worried mother thoroughly interrogated me regarding every drug teenagers take, never suspecting that the most intoxicating th… Paul Kalanithi
“ A word meant something only between people, and life’s meaning, its virtue, had something to do with the depth of the relationships we form. Paul Kalanithi
“ I was searching for a vocabulary with which to make sense of death, to find a way to begin defining myself and inching forward again. The privilege of direct experience had led me away from literary a… Paul Kalanithi
“ Literature not only illuminated another's experience, it provided, I believed, the richest material for moral reflection Paul Kalanithi
“ Will having a newborn distract from the time we have together?" she asked. "Don't you think saying goodbye to your child will make your death more painful?""Wouldn't it be great if it did?" I said. Lu… Paul Kalanithi
“ Humans are organisms, subject to physical laws, including alas, the one that says entropy always increases. Diseases are molecules misbehaving; the basic requirement of life is metabolism, and death i… Paul Kalanithi
“ What makes human life meaningful? I still felt literature provided the best account of the life of the mind, while neuroscience laid down the most elegant rules of the brain. Paul Kalanithi
