The whispers in the morning of lovers sleeping tight are rolling like thunder now as I look in your eyes. I hold on to your body and feel each move you make, your voice is warm and tender, a love that I could not forsake.

If you follow your dreams, it means you follow your heart. If you do follow your heart, I don't think you can go wrong.

My feet are definitely more grounded than before. And I know that I'm not holding onto a dream. I'm holding onto my life.

You don't think of the devil who's inside.

I've never been cool - and I don't care.

I think it bothers people to see people that are happy and successful. So they try to find what's wrong with them.

I think it is such a privilege to give a baby its first home inside your body. [After the pregnancy was over] I found myself massaging my stomach gently. I miss him being in my body -- stretching, hiccupping even. It was a wonderful, deep, loving, fulfilling feeling.