We're too smart to know there aren't easy answers. But we're not dumb enough to accept that there aren't better answers.

We all have burdens and we need to learn to carry each other's burdens, lighten each other's load.

You have to recognize that deep within your soul, you know who you are - and let [the criticism] go right by you. If you're reacting to it, you're letting it get to you.

They were not easy years. You have to understand, I was raised in a lovely neighborhood, as was Mitt, and at BYU, we moved into a $62-a-month basement apartment with a cement floor and lived there two years as students with no income... Neither one of us had a job, because Mitt had enough of an investment from stock that we could sell off a little at a time.

I think we identify ourselves by labels or things that we are able to do: I am this. I am a good cook. I am a good mother. I am a good this. I am a good doctor. I am a good lawyer. When you can’t do those things anymore, you wonder where your identity is.

You can never ask God to tell you what the end is. You can ask, "Is this a good thing to do?" But not, "How is this going to turn out?" That answer you will never get.

I made a choice to stay home and raise five boys. Believe me, it was hard work.