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Since cancer, I feel like I have dreams rather than ambitions, visions rather than plans.

Yes, I have cancer and it might not go away, but I can still have a future because life goes on.

I'll never stop dreaming that one day we can be a real family, together, all of us laughing and talking, loving and understanding, not looking at the past but only to the future.

I've kind of got an out in cancer. It keeps things in perspective for me.

Dreams sometimes foretell the future.

Cancer will be with me for the rest of my life, be it as a nodule, tumor or cell someplace, or in my fears and anxieties.

Lately, I can't shake the feeling that I've been living a dream for the last 10 years or so; I can't account for most of my 20s, and I have to continually remind myself that certain people are dead now and many of my friends have children.

I was always someone who lived in the future all the time, it was always the next thing - dreams of escape.

Cancer is too real, and too awful, and I can't make it good or magical. I couldn't even read a book where a character had cancer, for a while... But now I've reached a point where I don't think about cancer nonstop anymore, and sometimes I worry about that - I'm going to forget what I went through; I'm going to forget how horrible it was.