“You have so much pain inside yourself that you try & hurt yourself on the outside because you want help.”

I knew what my job was; it was to go out and meet the people and love them.

I am not a political figure, nor do I want to be one; but I come with my heart.

Only do what your heart tells you.

Anywhere I see suffering, that is where I want to be, doing what I can.

The kindness and affection from the public have carried me through some of the most difficult periods, and always your love and affection have eased the journey.

I remember when I used to sit on hospital beds and hold peoples hands, people used to be shocked because they d never seen this before. To me it was quite normal.

I’d like people to think of me as someone who cares about them.

I will fight for my children on any level so they can reach their potential as human beings and in their public duties.

The press is ferocious. It forgives nothing, it only hunts for mistakes. In my position anyone sane would have left a long time ago.

What must it be like for a little boy to read that daddy never loved mummy?

I’m aware that people I have loved and have died and are in the spirit world looking after me.

No one sat me down with a piece of paper and said, This is what is expected of you. But I’m lucky enough in the fact that I have found my role. I love being with people.

Being a princess isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.

I love working with children, and I have learned to be very patient with them.

The public wanted a fairy princess to come and touch them and everything would turn to gold. Little did they realise that the individual is crucifying herself inside because she didn’t think she was good enough.

I don’t want expensive gifts; I don’t want to be bought. I have everything I want. I just want someone to be there for me, to make me feel safe and secure.

It’s not about me, it’s about how I can help my team to achieve more. And I do that through scoring goals.

And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, Whereunder crawling cooped we live and die, Lift not your hands to It for help-for it As impotently moves as you or I

Pregnancy is the only time in a woman’s life she can help God work a miracle.

But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Checker-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.

The French team has given me so much and I want to help it. I told myself I did not have much time left in soccer, and I want to profit from it to the maximum.

Out of the doctrine of original sin grew the crimes and miseries of asceticism, celibacy and witchcraft; woman becoming the helpless victim of all these delusions.

Every child in every neighborhood, of every color, class and background, deserves a school that will help them succeed.

There are many self-help books by Ph.D.s, but I hold a different degree: an I.B.T.I.A.-I’ve Been Through It All. This degree comes not on parchment but gauze, and it entitles me to tell you that there is a way to get through any misfortune.