This is how you start to get respect: by offering something that you have.

Dying is only one thing to be sad over... Living unhappily is something else.

Everything that gets born dies.

The little things, I can obey. But the big things - how we think, what we value - those you must choose yourself. You can't let anyone - or any society - determine those for you.

After you have wept and grieved for your physical losses, cherish the functions and the life you have left.

Grieve and mourn for yourself not once or twice, but again and again.