" I had a religious experience somewhere around Exit 9," I tell Jeff later that night. "I was looking up at the stars, and I thought, whatever happens, it's okay. You're part of the universe. You're connected to it forever."

"Yeah, well," he says, "That's nice that you want to be a star somewhere in the Milky Way. But I just spent five hours in the car with those kids, and there's no way you're leaving me alone with them. You're not going into the light. You're not leaving to become a moonbeam. Forget it. I won't let you. Fuck off." It's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me. "

― , A Series of Catastrophes and Miracles: A True Story of Love, Science, and Cancer