If I say something that ends up on the front page of Drudge, I haven't done it right.

I've spent a lot of words on my own mortality.

Growing up in an Italian family, you use a harsh tone and 10 minutes later everybody forgets about it.

My job is to stay alive until the medicine and research catch up.

Resilience is accepting your new reality, even if it's less good than the one you had before. You can fight it, you can do nothing but scream about what you've lost, or you can accept that and try to put together something that's good.

We were never a family that had a lot. We had enough, but not a lot.

You wouldn't know I was sick unless you knew I was sick.