Being Mortal: Medicine and What Matters in the End
The Last Lecture
Never Let Me Go
The Fault in Our Stars
Smoke Gets in Your Eyes: And Other Lessons from the Crematory
Bridge to Terabithia
A Spot of Bother
The Year of Magical Thinking
When Breath Becomes Air
A Grief Observed
The Stranger
Tuesdays with Morrie
Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers

Mortal as I am, I know that I am born for a day. But when I follow at my pleasure the serried multitude of the stars in their circular course, my feet no longer touch the earth.

Mother Teresa
Each of us is merely a small instrument; all of us, after accomplishing our mission, will disappear.
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