The fellow survivors, the fellow voice-hearers, the comrades and collaborators; the mother who never gave up on me, who knew that one day I would come back to her and was willing to wait for me for as long as it took; the doctor who only worked with me for a brief time but who reinforced his belief that recovery was not only possible but inevitable, and during a devastating period of relapse told my terrified family, "Don't give up hope.
رفقاى نجات يافته، رفقايى كه صدا مى‌‌شنوند، همراهان و همكاران؛ مادرى كه هيچوقت از من دست نكشيد، مى‌‌دانست كه يك روز نزد او باز مى‌‌گشتم و مى‌‌خواست تا فرا رسيدن آن لحظه منتظرم بماند. پزشكى كه تنها براى مدت كوتاهى با من كار كرد اما باورش را مبنى بر اين كه بهبود نه تنها ممكن بلكه اجتناب ناپذير بود را تقويت كرد، و در طى دوره كشنده بازگشت بحالت نخست به خانواده وحشت‌‌زده من گفت، " اميدتون رو از دست نديد.