Billy Eichner Quotes

My dad was diagnosed with cancer, so we ended up burying him a year to the day that he was diagnosed.

My mother passed away of complications of dementia. As you get older, it really makes you realize how many people are touched by this disease.

I remember burying a girl fourteen years of age who had died with a ruptured appendix... I buried a good many people that I knew, some of whom I loved.

The worst day ever was when I found out my grandfather was going to die.

I lost my parents very early in my life. My mom died three weeks after I graduated from high school, and my dad died two years after I got married.

My mother did not want cancer to interfere with my life, as she knew it would eventually end hers.

I knew that my father was going to die of heart disease, and I was trying to make a heart for him.

My dad died of a stroke.

My father passed from cancer in 2000; his brother died of cancer before that. My grandfather died of cancer.

My mother battled cancer for 12 years before losing her fight.

I was 33 when my father passed away.

My dad passed away...and suddenly I found myself at the top of the tree and looking at the sky instead of at my mom and dad.

I had assumed that I would age with all my friends growing old around me, dying off very gradually one by one. And here was a plague that cut them off so early.

When you go through a long illness, certainly one of cancer, there's a certain release from it and relief that it has come to an end, because the suffering can be unbearable, as opposed to an abrupt stop to life when they go out the door and there's a loved one who never comes home because of some accident.

I never had time to think about my beliefs until my 28-year-old daughter Paula fell ill. She was in a coma for a year, and I took care of her at home until she died in my arms in December of 1992.

I know I am at the end. I shall never get better, dear.

This has been harder for my friends. I know I'm going to die.

As I celebrate life, I can't help but think how young my mom was when she died of a heart attack at 53. My mom didn't get to meet her grandchildren, but I'm determined to watch mine grow up.

Papa died when he was 77.

I was with my dad 20 years ago as he was dying. I was there at the moment of his death, and I kept wondering the whole while what it must feel like from his point of view to still be there thinking, hearing all that was going on as people came and went, and life continued all around him.

A death from a long illness is very different from a sudden death. It gives you time to say goodbye and time to adjust to the idea that the beloved will not be with you anymore.

Two of my grandparents died in a car crash. Sucks, 'cause they would have lived to a hundred.

My younger sister Debby had died of cancer, which started me writing - the sense of life being short. Cancer focuses your mind.

After losing Dad, there was the idea that none of us have forever. It really affects you. It makes you want to live each day as if it's your last.

You can't tell a 6-year-old your sister is going to die.