I went through about seven years of trying. And through artificial insemination. And through medication. And all of which was unsuccessful.

I was looking at myself, and acknowledged that I wasn't in love at all with him [husband]. I was in love with having children.

I personally do not believe I'm irresponsible. Everything I do revolves around my children.

The majority of people do not accept my choices.

I believe all children are - are blessings from God. And to allocate that rule to a doctor - to - to dispose of a life is uncomprehensible to me.

My mom, we had a relationship. I knew she loved me. I always knew she loved me. But she didn't, openly or overtly, express, you know, affection and love. But I - I knew. I knew she did.

I don't believe I'm selfish in any way.

What it gives any human being a right to - to pick and choose which embryo - which fetus is more valuable than another. That's is not up to human beings.

I have no interest in being famous. I'd love to vanish from the public eye as soon as I can.

That was always a dream of mine, to have a large family, a huge family.

I think there are a lot of things in life that are not fair. But life, I believe, isn't always perfect and idealistic.

Maybe I should have gone into politics. If you were a political activist, election season brought moments of intensity, whichever side you were on, and meanwhile here I was inarguably withering away,

Haste and panic were poor traveling companions, and this trip he'd reaped the consequences in spades.

It was clear that most of my insecurities originated from my need to have things be “perfect.” I wasn’t sure what bothered me more

The End is included among goods of the soul, and not among external goods.

I did everything I could to win every time I was handed the ball.

I have a radar built inside me to avoid punches

Modesty once lost, never returns into favour.

Variety is more than a means of avoiding boredom, since art is more than an entertainment of the senses.

If you want to soar like an eagle in life, you can't be flocking with the turkeys.

Setting ... is accident. Either a building is part of a place, or it is not. Once that kinship is there, time will only make it stronger.