“Too often government responds to the whispers of lobbyists before the cries of the people.”

I have a portrait of Saint Thomas More in my office.

I believe women still face a glass ceiling that must be shattered.

I respect the state workers and I respect their unions, but we simply can’t afford to pay benefits and pensions that are out of line with economic reality.

There is also something called the Legislature. There is something called the press. There is something called people. These are all different players on the stage.

I’m in politics. I’m in government, so nothing surprises me.

The other states look to New York for the progressive direction. New York made a powerful statement [legalizing marriage equality], not just for the people of New York, but for people all across this nation.

I believe discrimination still exists in society and we must fight it in every form.

I want to be the candidate placed on the ballot by the people, not the party.

I never thought I would be divorced.

We need marriage equality in every state in this nation. Otherwise, no state really has marriage equality, and we will not rest until it is a reality.

There was never a war on poverty. Maybe there was a skirmish on poverty.

I believe Wall Street needs serious ongoing regulation.

The need to understand prescription information can literally be a matter of life and death.

Anyone who says there is not a change in weather patterns is denying reality.

I’m going to change everything you believe about HUD.

I’m running for governor; I’m not running for a legislative office.

The wind sounded of Mother Earth’s forsaken and abandoned cries.

Near the gates and within two cities there will be scourges the like of which was never seen: famine within plague, people put out by steel, crying to the great immortal God for relief.

I didn’t know what to say. I felt like crying, Goddammit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being.

I pressed the dress to my nose, and found what was left of your ghost. It was then that I remembered how to cry.

Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.

Shed no tear – O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more – O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.

We are the same. There is no difference anywhere in the world. People are people. They laugh, cry, feel, and love, and music seems to be the commons denomination that brings us all together. Music cuts through all boundaries and goes right to the soul.

She needs to have a few drinks and cry a little-then she’ll be perfect.