There are no words to express how sad and devastated I am. I have lost one of my dearest friends, and the industry has lost a giant.

I was thinking I would miss the rain. I wonder if you can experience the rain in Heaven, if God will let you dip your wings down... But my biggest expectation now is just to live. I will not go gently into that goodnight.

Cancer is a disease that is mysterious, headstrong and makes its own rules. And mine, to this date, is incurable.

God gave women intuition and femininity. Used properly, the combination easily jumbles the brain of any man I've ever met.

I'm a private person, I'm shy about people knowing things. And I'm really shy about my medical (care). It would be good if I could just go and heal and then when I decided to go out, it would be okay. It seems that there are areas that should be off-limits.

God gave women instinct and womanliness. Utilized appropriately, the combo effortlessly disorders the mind of any man I've ever met.

Cancer is my own private war. The strain, the nausea, the fever take turns challenging my strength, my mind and my spirit.