“I have no idea what's awaiting me, or what will happen when this all ends. For the moment I know this: there are sick people and they need curing.”

“When I am sick , I just need a lot of love , not a lot of cures”

“People always sounded worried when I called them. Maybe because I only ever called a lot of them when I was in trouble and needed help. I needed to set up more lunch dates or have more parties, to cure people of the idea that a call from me automatically equaled danger. Then again, that was probably a lost cause.”

“I don't know. I don't know at all. And that's what's frightening the life out of me. To have no idea....”

“I'm not sure what I am anymore... Sometimes I think I'm nothing but what other people have done to me―a big collection of brainwashing, surgeries, and cures... That, and all the mistakes I've made. All the people I've disappointed.”

“I need you to know that no matter what happens, it was worth it to me. Being with you, loving you. It was all worth it.”