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.

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

Looking a certain way is a blessing and a curse.

Stress is what feeds your cancer. Stress is what gives you cancer and then there's the paparazzi giving you stress.

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

Im shy. I can go on a trip for days and not go because I wont sit on a toilet seat on a plane. Im certainly not going to go on somebodys lawn. Could you imagine, in a cocktail dress?

What would you do if someone said to you: "You're so popular right now that you can be on the cover of every magazine, but if you do that, you might get overexposed and a backlash will develop"? That's life. Everything has positive and negative consequences.