My God. What's happened?

I'd like people to think of me as someone who cares about them.

You have so much pain inside yourself that you try & hurt yourself on the outside because you want help.

I've got what my mother's got - however bloody you are feeling you can put on the most amazing show of happiness.

Don't call me an icon. I'm just a mother trying to help.

No one sat me down with a piece of paper and said, This is what is expected of you. But... I'm lucky enough in the fact that I have found my role... I love being with people.

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