A young woman conceals the fact of her terminal cancer to live her life with a passion she never had before.

Ann: Nobody thinks about death in the supermarket.
Lee: Ann, it's something I have to tell you and I have to tell you now.
Ann: Lee, I'm...
Lee: I love you! I'm in love with you... And the world seens less terrible because you exist! I feel like I wanna be with you for the rest of my life... And all that, the palpitations, and the nerves... the pain, the happiness, and the fear! I wanna... I wanna touch you all the times! I wanna take care of you and your girls! And even find your husband a decent job! And get you a house that doesn't have wheels and...
Ann: Careful... That sounds like a classic case of falling in love.
Lee: I am in love... I'm classically in love!
[last lines]
Ann: [tape to Lee] I loved dancing with you.
[last lines]
Ann: You don't know who or what you're praying to, but you pray. You don't even regret the life that you're not gonna have, because by then you'll be dead. And the dead don't feel anything. Not even regret.
Ann: [letter] Life is so much better than you think, my love. I know because you managed to fall in love with me even though you saw, what was it, you said 10%? Five maybe? Maybe if you'd seen it all, you wouldn't have liked me. Or you would have liked me in spite of everything. I guess we'll never know...
Ann: Now you feel like you wanna take all the drugs in the world, but all the drugs in the world aren't gonna change the feeling that your whole life's been a dream and it's only now that you're waking up.
Ann: No-one's normal, Mom. No such thing as normal people.
Ann: [about the things in the mall] It's just there to try and keep us away from death, and it doesn't work.
Dr. Thompson: Dying is not as easy as it looks, you know, but there's no need for you to have to feel terrible all the time.
Ann: Without dreams you can't fucking live.
Ann's Father: You love someone and you can't make them happy. It's kind of like you love them, but... you can't love them the way they wanna be loved.
Ann: You pray that this is your life without you.
Ann's Father: Some of us just can't live the kind of life that other people want us to live. No matter how hard you try, you just can't do it.
Ann: Alone. You're alone. You've never been so alone in your whole life.
Lee: Hey.
Ann: Hi.
Lee: My body hurt thinking you weren't gonna come.
Ann: I wasn't gonna come.
Lee: Well, I'm glad you did.
Ann: [off] This is you. Eyes closed, out in the rain. You never thought you'd be doing something like this, you never saw yourself as, I don't know how you'd describe it... Is like one of those people who like looking up at the moon, who spend hours gazing at the waves or the sunset or... I guess you know the kind of people I'm talking about. Maybe you don't. Anyway, you kind of like being like this, fighting the cold, feeling the water seep through your shirt and getting through your skin. And the feel of the ground growing soft beneath your feet. And the smell. And the sound of the rain hitting the leaves. All the things they talked about in the books you haven't read. This is you, who would have guessed it? You.
Ann: I said thanks, okay? So just drop it.
Ann's Mother: I don't need your thanks.
Ann: Then I'll take them back.
Ann: If you don't kiss me right now I'm gonna scream.
[She screams, he kisses her]
Lee: If you don't kiss me right now, I'm gonna fucking scream.
[She kisses him]
Ann's Mother: It's my birthday. Wish me happy birthday.
Ann: Happy birthday, Mom.
[Ann writes in journal]
Ann: THINGS TO DO BEFORE I DIE.
Ann: 1. Tell my daughters I love them several times.
Ann: 2. Find Don a new wife who the girls like.
Ann: 3. Record birthday messages for the girls for every year until they're 18.
Ann: 4. Go to Whalebay Beach together and have a big picnic.
Ann: 5. Smoke and drink as much as I want.
Ann: 6. Say what I'm thinking.
Ann: 7. Make love with other men to see what it's like.
Ann: 8. Make someone fall in love with me.
Ann: 9. Go and see Dad in Jail.
Ann: 10. Get false nails. And do something with my hair.