I became famous almost before I had a craft.

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

In the face of excruciating pain and uncertainty, I never lost hope, and it never occurred to me to stop fighting - not ever.

I'll do anything to stop my son running out into the street. I'll take a bullet for him. He's hit me a few times. He shows no remorse afterward.

I'm holding onto the hope that there is some reason that I got cancer and there is something - that may not be very clear to me right now - but that I will do.

Before my mother died, she made me promise to do everything that could be done to make sure my father was not left alone after she was gone.

Throughout the journey of my life, I have maintained a strong faith in the power of the human spirit to overcome adversity. I deeply believe in one's own positive will to overcome even the most daunting challenges.