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It was like being in the eye of a hurricane. You'd wake up in a concert and think, Wow, how did I get here?

Then suddenly something just kicked me. I kind of woke up and realised that I was in a different atmosphere than you normally are. My immediate reaction was to back off, slow down.

I used to hate flying. I would sit there, rigid, convinced that if I relaxed, the plane would drop out of the sky.

If I was on the air and was just kind of a plain-vanilla personality that took the safe road and the safe way trying to please all of the people all of the time, I'd been gone in two weeks.

I suddenly felt the plane go down. I thought we were going to die. I was really scared. I was sitting with my head in my hands.

I used to work in a funeral home to feel good about myself, just the fact that I was breathing.

I've got this horrible feeling that I'm one of those people who'll always have to flog their guts out to get anywhere.

The thought of being in space, and kind of enclosed, I find would be very claustrophobic. I think I would panic in that situation.

If I relaxed, if I took my foot off the gas, I would probably die.