Nicholas Sparks Quotes

Dying is not easy. It's a very hard transition.

I don't want to die in pain or in an undignified way, I don't want any of the people I love to die in, die painfully. But I'm aware of the fact that they may die before I do and I have to part with them and take the loss. The hardest thing of love is to let go. But I think I can get let go of almost anybody.

Why do dying people never shed tears?

Dying people don't need medicine, the ones who remain do.

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

My grandmother made dying her life's work.

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

Openness about death has led to greater care about all aspects of dying.

I was destined to work with dying patients. I had no choice when I encountered my first AIDS patient. I felt called to travel some 250,000 miles each year to hold workshops that helped people cope with the most painful aspects of life, death and the transition between the two.

I lost my wife Barbara to cancer few years ago. I would give whatever time I have left to spend one more day with her.

When you lose someone, a whole lot of perfectly normal circumstances suddenly take on different meaning. You see it in a different light. You wonder if they knew. I wondered. Doctors have told me that people do have a sense of their own approaching death.

You think that their dying is the worst thing that could happen. Then they stay dead.

Death is a great tragedy…a profound loss…I don’t accept it…I think people are kidding themselves when they say they are comfortable with death.

It's a little hard not to worry when my best friend keeps on dying.

Sister, you're trying to keep me alive as an old curiosity, but I'm done, I'm finished, I'm going to die.

My parents were extremely reluctant. When my father was clearly dying, my mother refused to acknowledge it.

Anna Deavere Smith's new one-woman show bills itself as being about health care, but the truth is that 'Let Me Down Easy' is mostly about the grimmer subject of death and dying.

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 say to people who care for people who are dying, if you really love that person and want to help them, be with them when their end comes close. Sit with them - you don't even have to talk. You don't have to do anything but really be there with them.

Death is a fact of life, no matter where you live. Taking care of the dying is a necessity everywhere. Those are not conditions exclusive to small towns.

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

Cancer victims who don't accept their fate, who don't learn to live with it, will only destroy what little time they have left.

My father's death from prostate cancer in 1993 was tragic. He never complained about pain. He was a fighter. By the time he was ready to die he wasn't able to die in the way that he wanted to, which seemed an outrage to me.

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.