During really difficult times in my life when I start questioning why I am struggling with something, I often turn to books to understand myself better.

My daughter doesn't want to go to school because she knows 'the men' are watching for her. They jump out of the bushes and from behind cars and who knows where else, besieging these children just to get a photo.

I know I'm only one human being and I'm only making one tiny contribution and it's nothing more than that.

By the time I left school, I had a lot of tenacity.

I'm not done with love, but I refuse to settle.

There's a place in me that can really relate to being the underdog. I'm always fighting to overcome the obstacle. I can really understand what's that about.

After all, everybody has secrets and there are some things that nobody knows about you but only you, right?