I've laid out a platform that I think would begin to remedy some of the problems we have in the criminal justice system.

Don't let anybody tell you it's corporations and businesses that create jobs.

The American people are tired of liars and people who pretend to be something they're not.

In too many instances, the march to globalization has also meant the marginalization of women and girls. And that must change.

Islam is the fastest-growing religion in America, a guide and pillar of stability for many of our people.

You cannot have maternal health without reproductive health. And reproductive health includes contraception and family planning and access to legal, safe abortion.

There cannot be true democracy unless women's voices are heard. There cannot be true democracy unless women are given the opportunity to take responsibility for their own lives.

I really do hope that we have a woman president in my lifetime.

We must stop thinking of the individual and start thinking about what is best for society.

Human rights are women's rights, and women's rights are human rights. Let us not forget that among those rights are the right to speak freely - and the right to be heard.

I have to confess that it's crossed my mind that you could not be a Republican and a Christian.

Let go of something old that no longer serves you in order to make room for something new.

If you want your prayers answered, get up off your knees and do something about them.

But what are our stories if not the mirrors we hold up to our fears?

Corporations can have no soul but they can love each other.

We know but little of true Christianity, if we don't feel a deep concern about the souls of unconverted people.

The only club in the bag specifically designed to get the ball in the cup is the putter. Why not learn it first?

I don't like to sit and bask in my own awards. Awards represent artistic death to me.

Every morning I take out my bankbook, stare at it, shudder - and turn quickly to my typewriter.

Western Tibetan Buddhists are always looking out there at the distant snow peaks and they lose the flowers along the path.

I know of the leafy paths that the witches take Who come with their crowns of pearl and their spindles of wool, And their secret smile, out of the depths of the lake.