Here’s an example of Henning Mankell’s writing:
” How do you survive?’ she asked.
“you get out of the house as fast as you can”.
“That’s not what I meant. How do you survive when you’ve lost everything you own?’
‘We need very little in order to live.’
‘But what about all the memories? The family heirlooms? The photograph albums? The floors you have always walked on, the wallpaper you have seen every day, the doors you have opened and closed?’
‘The most important memories are preserved in my mind. I can’t weep over the fact that everything is gone. I have to decide what to do. I have no intention of allowing the fire to steal my life.’
Honestly, his writing is brilliant. If you substitute fire for anything. Right now, I’d substitute this cancer.