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I'm Pro-choice Because I've Never Been A Fourteen-year-old Incest Victim Pregnant By Her Father, Or A Woman Who's Going To Die If The Pregnancy Continues, Or A Rape Victim, Or Even A Teenager Who Made A Mistake. I Want Women To Have Choices, But I Also Believe That It's A Life, Especially Once It's Big Enough To Live Outside The Womb.

-Laurell K. Hamilton

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Laurell K. Hamilton

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I'm Pro-choice Because I've Never Been A Fourteen-year-old Incest Victim Pregnant By Her Father, Or A Woman Who's Going To Die If The Pregnancy Continues, Or A Rape Victim, Or Even A Teenager Who Made A Mistake. I Want Women To Have Choices, But I Also Believe That It's A Life, Especially Once It's Big Enough To Live Outside The Womb.

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Oh, I'll Enjoy Myself. I Want To Make Sure You Enjoy Yourself." "why?" I Said. "if You Enjoy Yourself, Then There's A Better Chance You'll Want To Be With Me Again.

I Didn't Want To Pick At Micah And Me Until We Unraveled. I Wanted To Leave It Alone And Enjoy It. I Just Didn't Know How To Do That.

Edward Smiled, I Smiled, Even Bernardo Smiled. Olaf Just Looked Sinister.

If You Keep A Gun In Your Purse, You Get Killed, Because No Woman Can Find Anything In Her Purse In Under Twelve Minutes. It's A Rule.

You Can Never Have Too Much Coffee”, I Said He Turned And Smiled At Me. “you Think So, But The Rest Of Us Get A Little Od’ed On Your Level Of Caffeine.

That Was The True Terror Of Love, That You Could Love With Your Whole Heart, Your Whole Soul, And Lose Both

Patience Is A Virtue, But There Comes A Moment When You Must Stop Being Patient And Take The Day By The Throat And Shake It. If It Fights Back; Fine. I'd Rather End Up Bloody At The End Of The Day, Then Unhurt With No Progress Made, No Knowledge Gained. I'd Rather Have A No, Then Nothing. I'd Forgotten That About Myself.

I'm Not Afraid Of Heights, But The Idea Of Falling From Them, Well, That I'm Afraid Of.

Giving Up Something That No Longer Serves A Purpose, Or Protects You, Or Helps You, Isn’t Giving Up At All, It’s Growing Up.

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