The entire book is a personification of that feeling when you think you know someone well and then become aware there was this whole other secret world percolating underneath them all along that you knew nothing of.
I thought I had a knowledge of cancer before this book, but now I understand it more, in all of its feverish complexity and horrifying beauty. This book is elegant, extraordinarily insightful, and important.
I have a picture in a book. It’s for the Learning to Love You More project, an experiment of Harrell Fletcher and Miranda July.