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#1 NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • PULITZER PRIZE FINALIST • This inspiring, exquisitely observed memoir finds hope and beauty in the face of insurmountable odds as an idealistic young neurosurgeon attempts to answer the question, What makes a life worth living?

“Unmissable . . . Finishing this book and then forgetting about it is simply not an option.”—Janet Maslin, The New York Times

ONE OF THE BEST BOOKS OF THE YEAR: The New York Times Book Review, People, NPR, The Washington Post, Slate, Harper’s Bazaar, Time Out New York, Publishers Weekly, BookPage

At the age of thirty-six, on the verge of completing a decade’s worth of training as a neurosurgeon, Paul Kalanithi was diagnosed with stage IV lung cancer. One day he was a doctor treating the dying, and the next he was a patient struggling to live. And just like that, the future he and his wife had imagined evaporated. When Breath Becomes Air chronicles Kalanithi’s transformation from a naïve medical student “possessed,” as he wrote, “by the question of what, given that all organisms die, makes a virtuous and meaningful life” into a neurosurgeon at Stanford working in the brain, the most critical place for human identity, and finally into a patient and new father confronting his own mortality.

What makes life worth living in the face of death? What do you do when the future, no longer a ladder toward your goals in life, flattens out into a perpetual present? What does it mean to have a child, to nurture a new life as another fades away? These are some of the questions Kalanithi wrestles with in this profoundly moving, exquisitely observed memoir.

Paul Kalanithi died in March 2015, while working on this book, yet his words live on as a guide and a gift to us all. “I began to realize that coming face to face with my own mortality, in a sense, had changed nothing and everything,” he wrote. “Seven words from Samuel Beckett began to repeat in my head: ‘I can’t go on. I’ll go on.’” When Breath Becomes Air is an unforgettable, life-affirming reflection on the challenge of facing death and on the relationship between doctor and patient, from a brilliant writer who became both.
 
Finalist for the PEN Center USA Literary Award in Creative Nonfiction and the Books for a Better Life Award in Inspirational Memoir

From the Publisher

Publisher ‏ : ‎ Random House; 1st edition (January 12, 2016)
Language ‏ : ‎ English
Hardcover ‏ : ‎ 228 pages
ISBN-10 ‏ : ‎ 081298840X
ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 978-0812988406
Item Weight ‏ : ‎ 11.2 ounces
Dimensions ‏ : ‎ 5.28 x 0.9 x 7.79 inches
Reviewer: Robert J. Mack
Rating: 5.0 out of 5 stars
Title: A Poetic Memoir About Dying, Life, and Meaning
Review: Paul Kalanithi was a neurosurgeon, a scientist, and an English literature and a philosophy graduate degree recipient. And at 36 years old, at the cusp of becoming all he worked so hard to achieve, he got the catastrophic diagnosis that he had terminal lung cancer. This sudden devastation concerning someone so accomplished and so promising is the starting point for a sincere, sensitive, and inspiring journey that you will take with him in his memoir to discover the meaning of existence and the acceptance of the inevitability of death.In his struggle to stave off the ravages of cancer and deal with the uncertainty of when he will “shuffle off this mortal coil,” he grapples with the most fundamental philosophical questions a human mind and heart and soul can imagine. And we are fortunate that he has written so eloquently and intelligently about those struggles in his memoir entitled When Breath Becomes Air.This is a hard and a glorious autobiography. It is hard because of the harrowing topic, but it is glorious because of what it teaches us as humans lost in a sea of confusion about the whys of living and the limits of life and knowledge—the search for meaning in a meaningless world. You will be captivated and enlightened by this amazing man, and you will be engrossed by the significance of his life and the meaning of his illness and death. The book is slim (229 pages) but extraordinarily powerful, moving, poetic, and philosophical. You will admire Paul Kalanithi for his decency and humanity, and you will lovingly respect his posthumously published last wondrous gift to us. As his wife Lucy says in her epilogue to the book: “He wanted to help people understand death and face their mortality.” With husband Paul’s wisdom and grace in this memoir, you will.On a personal level, this book was difficult but important as well. That is because I lost my spiritual father and mentor, who was a physician and psychiatrist, to the same cancer as Paul had. He, too, died too young. But he too would talk about facing mortality, about existential surprises, and the meaning of life. His voice accompanied Paul’s throughout my reading of this work. They were both comforting and inspirational. There is also a dear friend, a psychiatrist who helps many with grieving and is and has been my friend for many years and was my grief counselor. She is also like Paul and my spiritual dad in many ways. She was supportively with me in spirit as well when I was reading this beautiful and powerful memoir.When Breath Becomes Air is one of the most important books I have ever read, ranking up there with Night by Elie Wiesel and Man’s Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl. It is that special.

Reviewer: Teresa L. Schuemann
Rating: 5.0 out of 5 stars
Title: A MUST read…
Review: This truly is a MUST read for medical professionals and to be enjoyed by all. Beautifully written, thought-FULL, and an HONOR to read and share. A hearty congratulations for a profound book and many blessings to his family as they create their future without Paul but enjoying his continued love and legacy.

Reviewer: Margery Deane
Rating: 4.0 out of 5 stars
Title: great reading, medically integrating
Review: Talks and gives real life testimony to the life and death question we all face and what becomes of it when we have to look it in the eye. Great read

Reviewer: A. Murphy
Rating: 5.0 out of 5 stars
Title: A life journey and death
Review: We live in a society that esteems the young, beautiful and vibrant above all things. We live in a society that thinks it is invincible and that we will live forever. Doctors are Gods who bring us miracles every day and the advances that they lead are truly astounding. We turn away from death embarrassed, scared, and nervous. When the doctors fail us we sue them. We want them to do everything they can to save us without any examination of what that means.This book is so beautiful and profound because Paul Kalanithi and his wife Lucy stand tall in the face of illness and death and just talk about it. This book is refreshing for its honesty and especially for Paul's refusal to give in to platitudes like, "We are going to beat it!" "We will win!" I understand why people choose that approach, but I think Paul's book and the way he lived his life after his diagnosis shows what a disservice that can be to living the life you have been handed. This is best exemplified in the exchange between Lucy and Paul about whether or not to have a child:""Will having a newborn distract from the time we have together?" she asked. "Don't you think saying goodbye to your child will make your death more painful?""Wouldn't it be great if it did?" I said. Lucy and I both felt that life wasn't about avoiding suffering."That's not to say that Paul did not fight his cancer. He did. He desperately wanted to live. But as he said "...I would have to learn to live in a different way, seeing death as an imposing itinerant visitor, but knowing that even if I'm dying, until I actually die, I am still living."I also liked this book for the lessons that physicians can learn from how they talk about treatment and death. I have been blessed to have dealt with some fantastic health care providers in recent years. The doctors and nurses who cared for my father when he was dying last year were fantastic, especially his oncologist. But there were some doctors and nurses who still seemed to side-step the conversation. I know they do not want to be wrong and that there is always hope, but there were so many euphemisms. Instead of telling us that he was in fact dying, there was a lot of talk about labs, and phrases like, "He is a very sick man." When I pressed they agreed wholeheartedly that my brother should come now. But no one said "death." No one said "dying."Paul's desire to understand human relationality and death lead him to medicine. He is honest that he was seeking a kind of transcendence there. But he comes to learn that, "As a resident, my highest ideal was not saving lives - everyone dies eventually - but guiding a patient or family to an understanding of death or illness." And that, "Openness to human relationality does not mean revealing grand truths from the apse; it means meeting patients where they are, in the narthex or nave, and bringing them as far as you can." I could share quote after quote here, but that understanding and transcendence is the meat of this book. Go read it!This book was sad because Paul was so talented and he left behind so much. He was a brilliant and thoughtful doctor. He was also an incredible writer. As I read his book, I was fascinated by his time as a neurosurgeon, but I was equally sad that he would not be writing any more. I wished he had chosen a writing career so that we would have more of his words to read. A writer that can use the word "pluperfect" so well to make his point and to capture his struggle with tense is wonderful. This is another example of his talent:"At moments, the weight of it became palpable. It was in the air, the stress and misery. Normally, you breathed it in, without noticing it. But some days, like a humid muggy day, it had a suffocating weight of its own. Some days, this is how it felt when I was in the hospital: trapped in an endless jungle summer, wet with sweat, the rain of tears of the families of the dying pouring down."The book was also sad because it was so clearly not finished. It felt like the solid beginning of a book and as I neared the end I was a little let down. But Lucy Kalanithi's Epilogue saved it for me. Lucy is a talented writer in her own right. Lucy's Epilogue gave the book the balance and the ending that it needed. Lucy writes, "Although these last few years have been wrenching and difficult - sometimes almost impossible - they have also been the most beautiful and profound of my life, requiring the daily act of holding life and death, joy and pain in balance and exploring new depths of gratitude and love."Lucy signs off her epilogue, "I was his wife and a witness." I loved this book for allowing me to witness Paul's journey. I was honoured to witness his death from afar. I hope this book reminds us all what an honour it is to witness life, and death in particular, and to embrace that more.

Reviewer: Marcos Corpa Filho
Rating: 5.0 out of 5 stars
Title:
Review: Livro com reflexões valiosas sobre a vida. Para refletirmos sobre a nossa finitude. Vale a pena ler essa historia inspiradora de um medico que inverte seu papel para de um paciente terminal.

Reviewer: Jon Rivers
Rating: 5.0 out of 5 stars
Title:
Review: 5\5 Not a fraction less. As I finished this book tears rolled down both my cheeks. Breathing was hard for the last 40 pages, as I struggle to choke back the conflicting emotions I felt in reading Paul's last words and those his wife Lucy would conclude with. On the one hand I felt heartbroken with sorrow for the fate of this man who would strive so hard to help others live or to ease the agony of those who would die. Yet this book was as heart wrenching as it was beautiful. It was as uplifting as it was sad.This book deeply touched me on an emotional and what some would call a spiritual level. While I am not spiritual, I cannot deny the spirit of this man, who lived, loved, triumphed and accepted his fate with courage and strength, even as cancer weakened him physiologically.Paul died very near my own age. I struggle to find meaning in life, especially as I see others die around me every year. I also grapple with my own impending end which could come any moment, future or present. I began to question everything as I've aged. I fear perhaps I have made the wrong choices in life. I question what it is all for. Being an atheist is a blessing and a curse, for it gives life at times a hollow definition. We live to die. Most of us spend the majority of our lives dying, or declining until our last day. This does not have to be a sad thing though. This book has revealed to me that there is another way in which to die. That is, to live... until death.From the bottom of my heart I am thankful to Paul, for this book, and to Lucy for her epilogue, for her kind words which will touch my own spirit, my core being, until the end. It will forever remind me that our fate may not always be what we want it to be but our lives are what we will make of them. We will all die, some sooner, some later. This is a fact. While we live to die this does not mean we cannot also live to live, to live life appreciatively.While I do not share the expansive and loving family Paul did and while I feel at times vastly alone in this world, I have learned the deep lessons of this book. I have no one to truly comfort me in my sorrows as I grind through life. This book, these words, are my comfort. Alone we embrace, this philosophy and I. I am not dying such as Paul was. I am merely dying as life would naturally have it, as we all are, until something decides to speed this natural process up, like a cancer or some other malignance. I merely suffer the physiological strife that comes with working on a farm in rural Nova Scotia. I toil so others may not. Someone must till the soil, grow the food, harvest from life to give life. Though I often feel I should be doing more.My English degree hangs on a wall, a banner of achievement, yet a reminder of failure. I relate to Paul in that, like him, I want to help others. After all, there is no better feeling than having consoled or counselled another. I have often had the dream of using words to ease the pain of suffering. Paul has awakened me to the fallacy of how I see that piece of paper in the negative. Perhaps I will do no more than I have. Some do nothing. Some live and die, forgotten to the winds of time. The important thing is to understand that life is a treasure. It is a thing to be cherished, this consciousness, this awareness, our ability to think and see and question and comprehend. To compel or be compelled is to live. Whether alone or in the company of loved ones, we should hold dear this thing we call life. Find your happiness where you can. Be it within the pages of a book such as this or in the company of others, seek it and embrace it, for a life lived happily is to truly live. Whether short or long, alone or otherwise, we need not despair the eventuality of our end. Smile, my fellows, for were we not alive, we would not know what it is to live.Thank you Paul. Thank you Lucy. You have both, in death, and life, warmed my heart beyond what other words have elsewhere been able.

Reviewer: Carol Thomas
Rating: 5.0 out of 5 stars
Title:
Review: A book I shall read again and again, truly inspiring, deeply considered and emotionally liberating. Stunning book, thought provoking, inspirational. Thank you,

Reviewer: Toni-Tere
Rating: 5.0 out of 5 stars
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Review: Libro bien escrito, del principio hasta el final. Sorprendente la última parte ya que toca la fibra y es muy emotivo.

Reviewer: Julia Marques
Rating: 5.0 out of 5 stars
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Review: As expected.