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“A sense of entitlement is a cancerous thought process that is void of gratitude and can be deadly to our relationships.”
― Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience

“If you were to go, and hopefully someday you will, you would see a lot of paintings of dead people. You'd see Jesus on the cross, and you'd see a dude getting stabbed in the neck, and you'd see people dying at sea and in battle and a parade of martyrs. But Not. One. Single. Cancer. Kid. Nobody biting it from the plague or smallpox or yellow fever or whatever, because there is no glory in illness. There is no meaning to it. There is no honor in dying of.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“This is your war now.' I despised myself for the cheesy sentiment, but what else did I have?
'Some war,' he said dismissively. 'What am I at war with? My cancer. And what is my cancer? My cancer is me. The tumors are made of me. They're made of me as surely as my brain and my heart are made of me. It is a civil war, Hazel Graze, with a predetermined winner.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“Osteosarcoma sometimes takes a limb to check you out. The, if it like you, it takes the rest.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“Even now, it's still hard for him to say it. I don't blame him. It's an icky word. Why couldn't whoever was in charge of naming things call cancer 'sugar' and sugar, 'cancer'? People might not eat so much of the stuff then. And it's so much more pleasant to die of sugar.”
― Sarah Wylie, All These Lives

“I think unconsciously I was afraid that if she asked me how I felt, my unleashed grief and rage would kill us all. In some unadmitted corner of myself I was already weeping and screaming and begging her not to leave me, not to go. If I started crying for real, only her comfort could make me stop, and if she died before she had finished comforting me, then I would be left to cry forever.”
― Jean Hegland

“Awareness Makes a Cure Possible.”
― Sydney Davies

“Let me tell you something, my wife died for Tuesdays ago. Cancer of the colon. We were married forty-one years. Now you stop feeling sorry for yourself and lose some of that pork of yours. Pretty girl like you - you don't want to do this yourself.”
― Wally Lamb, She’s Come Undone

“50,000-63,000 individuals in the United States and 19,000-25,000 in the UK die prematurely from cancer annually due to insufficient vitamin D.”
― John Cannell, MD

“Nu. Nu ma întelegi. De ce lasa el sa existe boala si bolnavi? Din doua una:ori e rau, ori nu prea e cine stie ce de capul lui.”
― Schmitt Éric-Emmanuel

“She had six months at most left to live. She had cancer, she hissed. A filthy growth eating her insides away. There was an operation, she'd been told. They took half your stomach out and fitted you up with a plastic bag. Better a semicolon than a full stop, some might say.”
― Helen Hodgman, Blue Skies & Jack and Jill

“Някой може да ти е приятел,но е възможно никога да не си прекрачвал бариерата на десетте сантиметра между вас,никога да не си го прегръщал продължително,да не си го виждал никога как се събужда.”
― Albert Espinosa, The Yellow World