Like my mother, I was always saying, 'I'll fix my life one day.' It became clear when I saw her die without fulfilling her dreams that my time was now or maybe never.

I've been praying to God to show me how to forgive myself. Because... maybe... that's the thing I've been searching for.

I've never heard my dad say a bad word about anybody. He always keeps his emotions in check and is a true gentleman. I was taught that losing it was indulgent, a selfish act.

When I hear from people who are struggling to put food on the table, I understand because I've been there.

Every child begins the world again, to some extent, and loves to stay outdoors, even in wet and cold. It plays house, as well as horse, having an instinct for it...At last we know not what it is to live in the open air, and our lives are domestic in more senses than we think.

You don't want no pie in the sky when you die, You want something here on the ground while you're still around.