I have grown up alone. I've taken care of myself. I worked, earned money and was independent at 18.

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

I remember one day sitting at the pool and suddenly the tears were streaming down my cheeks. Why was I so unhappy? I had success. I had security. But it wasn't enough. I was exploding inside.

Cancer victims who don't accept their fate, who don't learn to live with it, will only destroy what little time they have left.