In my version of paradise, the air was always cold and the rivers ran with candy.

Because that’s the thing about the exact moment when you get somewhere that has required effort: There’s a freeze-frame instant of total fulfillment, when every expectation has been met and the world is perfect.

I am so proud to be a Canadian.

Maintaining my dignity is so important for me.

Every day I have many choices to make about who I want to be.

I've realized that the world is, in essence, full of banana peels - loaded with things that may unwittingly trip an internal wire in my mind, opening a floodgate of fears without warning.

I think it's the human spirit inside of all of us that has an enormous capacity to survive.