“Holy power, but more than water droplets, a whole fucking wave.”

Your legs twitch in your sleep like you’re running to me in your dreams.

Look at our story: It is enduring.

The monsters are no longer under our beds.

I never liked nicknames until mine crossed your lips like sugar.

Every word you say to me is forever a gift and I never forget the present.

What is a home if it isn’t waking up next to you?

We are built on a foundation of facades.

Our love cannot be contained within a photograph.

You’re my Sunday morning and my Saturday night.

Without you, I’m lost.

An angel’s soft breath coating the grounds, a gentle caress wakes us now.

If creativity calls, you answer. Otherwise, the words are lost to you forever.

Kiss me like my lips are the oxygen you need to survive or the passion you need to thrive.

To leap or to fall: that is love’s question.

Constricted hearts do not bode well for a mind that ties itself in knots.

Together we traced daydreams on each other’s skin, kisses our paintbrush.

No man is good enough to govern any woman without her consent.

Women will have achieved true equality when men share with them the responsibility of bringing up the next generation.

Struggle empowers you to attract better experiences of life.

Women belong in all places where decisions are being made. It shouldn’t be that women are the exception.

It is incredibly empowering to know that your future is in your hands.

Equal pay for women has always been an issue, eventhough we all know women work 10x harder than most men do.

When I’m sometimes asked when will there be enough [women on the Supreme Court] and I say, ‘When there are nine,’ people are shocked. But there’d been nine men, and nobody’s ever raised a question about that.

I always feel it’s important for me to show females that they can be in charge of their own situation.