“I understand people’s suffering, people’s pain, more than you will every know yourself.”

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.

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

I adore him I have never been so happy. I have real love.

I am all about caring. I have always been like that.

Don’t call me an icon. I’m just a mother trying to help.

Princess Diana was a wonderful, caring philanthropist. She would come sometimes into the church and sit at the back and pray.

A mother’s arms are more comforting than anyone else’s.

It’s vital that the monarchy keeps in touch with the people. It’s what I try and do.

It has always been my concern to touch people with leprosy, trying to show in a simple action that they are not reviled, nor are we repulsed.

If you find someone you love in your life, then hang on to that love.

I am always going to be true to myself.

I live for my sons. I would be lost without them.

This is the role of writers: to turn their tears into a story – and perhaps into a prayer.

When the pain of continuing exceeds the pain of stopping, a threshold is crossed. What seemed unthinkable becomes thinkable.

This is an execution, not surgery. Where does that come from, that you must find the method of execution that causes the least pain?

I am mystic bones and a curious heart. Pain and joy and stardust skin. A sacred soul container. Time and space and matter and illusion. Expansion and contraction. A breathing universe.

Love is nothing but a pain in the ass.

Growth is often a painful process.

My pain is from craving to feel your skin locked in mine while you cry out for more.

The greatest profound pain is cased by, and is the result of our own illusions, fantasies and dreams.