Sometimes reality T.V. can be stressful.

My husband and I are best of friends first and foremost. We fight like cats and dogs, but never stay mad for long. I was lucky to find him, he is in every way, my soulmate.

I have willpower and determination. I am very resilient, like rock.

We all come from dysfunctional families and these days I guess that's pretty normal.

Certain foods no longer agree with me. If I eat French fries, I might feel sick to my stomach.

I realized that I have to slow down. I work so hard, I'm so busy.

I am always cautious.

I have a child to feed and a spirit that can't be crushed, so I'm able to move ahead.

I started doing yoga.

It's not just being overweight that's dangerous. Stress is dangerous.

If I'm known as the girl that lost weight and it's been six years later and I've still kept off the 110 pounds, God bless. Because I never kept off 100 pounds before in my life.

Don’t ever stray from yourself, in order to be close to someone that doesn’t have the courtesy to remind you of your worth, or the integrity of a gentleman to walk you home.

My heart is my heavenly home.

Think of yourself as a mobile phone and visualize the signal strength bars on your screen. Plugging In is re-establishing that connection to better your reception.

Everything worth having comes with a trial worth withstanding

You know we're all going in the same direction or at least trying to. So we need to live together get along together and give each other enough space to be comfortable on that road.

What happens [in a coma] is that you lose the grounding of the self, you no longer have access to any feeling of your own existence.

It is absolutely impossible for a subject to see or have insight into something while leaving itself out of the picture, so impossible that knowing and being are the most opposite of all spheres.

Ah, the creative process is the same secret in science as it is in art. They are all the same absolutely.

She knew what it was to wait for someone who would never come home. She knew that grief, like a scar, faded but never really went away.

I do not pretend that I have led a blameless life, or that one fault justifies another, but the public in judging a case like mine should remember that the darkest life may have a bright side...