Belief in oneself is incredibly infectious. It generates momentum, the collective force of which far outweighs any kernel of self-doubt that may creep in.
Sure, I'd love to have children some day. But world domination comes first.
I'm not running around as a continual ray of sunshine. It's just I don't believe in wasting time feeling sorry for myself. Get over it.
True beauty is when someone radiates that they like themselves.
I've said this before, but I believe more than ever that confidence is sexier than any body part.
Pamela Anderson has more prosthetic in her body than I do. Nobody calls her disabled.
