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

Helping people in need is a good and essential part of my life, a kind of destiny.

Death doesn’t frighten me.

I want my boys to have an understanding of people’s emotions, their insecurities, people’s distress, and their hopes and dreams.

The greatest problem in the world today is intolerance. Everyone is so intolerant of each other.

You can’t comfort the afflicted with afflicting the comfortable.

Yes, I do touch. I believe that everyone needs that.

The biggest disease this day and age is that of people feeling unloved.

Everybody needs hugs.

All people want to be touched.

I’ve got to have a place where I can find peace of mind.

I’m much closer to the people at the bottom than the people at the top, and the latter won’t forgive me for it.

Being constantly in the public eye gives me a special responsibility, particularly that of using the impact of photographs to transmit a message, to sensitize the word to an important cause, to defend certain values.

It’s not sissy to show your feeling.

I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world. I had tremendous hope in me.

The people that I care about are the people out there on the street. I can identify with them.

Hugs can do great amounts of good – especially for children.

I am the same person with a renewed heart, I learned so much, I have the entire oceans to scream.

I had something on my chest and my heart couldn’t hold it any longer – the reason I started writing poetry.

Heartache is my constant companion, and we’re perfect for one another. Two co-dependent peas in a pod. My past and my future.

Heaven is not here, it’s There. If we were given all we wanted here, our hearts would settle for this world rather than the next. God is forever luring us up and away from this one, wooing us to Himself and His still invisible Kingdom, where we will certainly find what we so keenly long for

Go where your heart beats faster and your laugh gets louder.

Let your head quiet, go where your heart sways.

Unbroken hearts tell no stories.

I don’t mind cloudy days. And how could I? My heart has cloudy days too.