Donald Trump understood America. He animated America, and now he'll be the president of all Americans.

My children are 12, 12, 8, and 7, which is bad idea, bad idea, bad idea, bad idea, for mom going inside.

I went out on my own, years ago, to try to create some additional choices in a parallel universe.

Donald Trump just has always elevated women to the highest echelons.

I never knew I was so stupid or so ugly until there was social media.

Do you think I ran a campaign where white supremacists had a platform? Are you gonna look me in the face and tell me that?

We know there are lots of leaks everywhere. There's nothing we can do about that, except not leak ourselves.

I want to talk about things that are quantifiable, not a bunch of metro riders and crowd sizes.

Usually based on an economic agenda, white working-class voters don't buy into this whole biology-chemistry-abortion-gender agenda as much as they want more take-home pay. They want affordability.

When I see Twitter feeds, when I see words that are people are using to describe Donald Trump, it is incredibly disrespectful to the office.

Hold us accountable. There's no accountability in Washington. Drain the swamp.

My heart was in my mouth. I realised that I had no desire to know any more about her past. What was behind her made me feel sick, petrified. Only the future mattered now.

No one chooses to raise children alone.

When it's all over, it's not who you were ... it's whether you made a difference.

Why do people do yoga? To clear their minds? I embrace the clutter in my head.

I don't do abstract art because I don't find it as interesting as I do subjects and depictions.

When women kiss it always reminds one of prize fighters shaking hands.

I am in control of all decisions that have to do with my image, which means that no one will decide what’s right for me except me. I’m not special. We should all feel this way about ourselves.

We are built with a passion in our heart for the things that we're meant to do.

Pan's Labyrinth works on so many levels that it seems to change shape even as you watch it. It is, at times, a joyless picture, and its pall of sadness can begin to weigh you down.

The question, O me! so sad, recurring - What good amid these, O me, O life? That you are here - that life exists and identity, that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.