I might not ever come here again. So I ask you with my heart and soul . . . I want to see this massacre stop. I would like that my life would have served at least for that.
My private life became public.
I have no private life at all. I am a hunted woman. I can't take a step without being questioned and surrounded.
It's the decomposition that gets me. You spend your whole life looking after your body. And then you rot away.
I think animals help us live; they've helped me live. It was only when I began to devote myself to protecting animals that I blossomed completely. Taking care of them, looking out for them, has given my life true meaning, a meaning I hope future generations can experience.
It is sad to grow old but nice to ripen.
Every age can be enchanting, provided you live within it.
When I love, I do it without counting. I give myself entirely. And each time, it is the grand love of my life.