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

Whoever is in the distress can call me. I will come running wherever they are.

As always, a million heartfelt thanks for bringing such joy into this chick’s life.

I wear my heart on my sleeve.

I should never have played with fire and I did. And I got very burned.

I’d like to be queen of people’s hearts.

I wish all the mothers, fathers and children out there realize how much I need them and how much I value their support.

I like to be a free spirit. Some don’t like that, but that’s the way I am.

I love to hold people’s hands when I visit hospitals, even though they are shocked because they haven’t experienced anything like it before, but to me it is a normal thing to do.

You can’t do anything good that you don’t feel in your heart.

The worse illness of our time, is that so many people have to suffer from never being loved.

From the first day I joined that family, nothing could be done naturally any more.

As for becoming queen, it was never on the forefront of my mind when I married my husband. It was a long way off, that thought.

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.

I wept that everything he made was pretty I forgot that I, too, was an art-the girl with a soft heart.

I strongly feel cure of any heartbreak is good coffee and bookstore reading.

I use ink to bleed and words to heal it’s all I ever need to let my heart feel.

Don’t you get it? I’d live and die for you. You have my heart locked in prison. And yet you are my greatest source of freedom.

Reality breaks hearts, but life is beautiful.

He is the heart of my world. And that’s what makes it so damn beautiful.

Sometimes your heart was meant to break, so these broken pieces of yours can bloom in a garden of self-love.

How terrifying to have my head in agreement with my heart.