“Hillary Clinton is a fighter, she’s out there, she’s tough.”

We’re Americans. We celebrate success. We just don’t want the game to be rigged.

It’s better to fight because if you don’t fight, you can’t win. Besides, even when you don’t win, you can change the game.

I’m really concerned that ‘too big to fail’ has become ‘too big for trial’.

It’s a simple idea: We all do better when we work together and invest in our future.

I have a daughter and I have granddaughters and I will never vote to let a group of backward-looking ideologues cut women’s access to birth control. We have lived in that world, and we are not going back, not ever.

My response [to fear of being poor]was to study contracts, finance, economics, to plan, to have a goal, to work on that goal. To learn everything I could. I always poked at the things that scared me most.

People feel like the system is rigged against them, and here is the painful part, they’re right. The system is rigged.

We don’t win what we don’t fight for.

College students today are drowning in debt, and it is hurting them and hurting our economy. We must find a way to help families pay for college without condemning them to a lifetime of indebtedness.

That’s how we build the economy of the future. An economy with more jobs and less debt, we root it in fairness. We grow it with opportunity. And we build it together.

We need to remind politicians they don’t work for the big banks – they work for us.

The need for comprehensive reform must not blind us to the urgency of addressing the massive debt that’s already crushing our young people.

Balancing your money is the key to having enough.

We should be talking about expanding Social Security benefits – not cutting them.

Pundits talk about ‘populist rage’ as a way to trivialize the anger and fear coursing through the middle class.

I think having a fighter in the lead, a female fighter in the lead, is exactly what America needs.

Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams.

Counselling man to treat her as a slave while persuading her that she is a queen.

She’s beautiful, she looks kind, she probably gives you butterflies.

That was her magic – she could still see the sunset even on those darkest days.

It was her chaos that made her beautiful.

Fairytales are what you make of them.

She conquered her demons and wore her scars like wings.

The prettiest girls shine brightest in the dark.