Love is the only thing that you can give and give and give and never run out of; it is also the only thing that, the more you give, the more you have.
We talk often about choice. Well, ladies and gentlemen, it's time to choose.
Attacking me and women who use contraception by calling us prostitutes and worse cannot silence us.
Women and people of color and young people especially are about to have this amazing opportunity to shift the political conversation in this country for the good of all of us, toward more progressive policies, and it's a really amazing and important time to be part of that.
Because we spoke so loudly, opponents of reproductive health access demonized and smeared me and others on the public airwaves. These smears are obvious attempts to distract from meaningful policy discussions and to silence women's voices regarding their own health care.
Broadly Americans agree that women need access to health care to prevent medical disasters and to prevent pregnancy.
Over the last six months, I've seen what these two futures look like. And six months from now, we'll all be living in one, or the other. But only one. A country where our president either has our back or turns his back; a country that honors our foremothers by moving us forward, or one that forces our generation to re-fight the battles they already won; a country where we mean it when we talk about personal freedom, or one where that freedom doesn't apply to our bodies and our voices.
Life was like a batch of biscuits without the baking powder: flat, flat, flat.
When I was 15, they changed the playground rules because I was dominating everything and blocking everything that came my way.
The 808 kick drum makes the girlies get dumb, We're rollin' Rainier, and the jealous wanna get some. Every time we do the sucka MC's wanna battle, I'm the man they love to hate, the J. R. Ewing of Seattle.
Light boats sail swift, though greater hulks draw deep.