What motivated me? My mother. My mother was an immigrant woman, a peasant woman, struggled all her life, worked in the garment center.

When a woman removes her garment, she also removes the respect that is hers.

The intensity of intention inside a woman’s mind to reign like a queen is so pronounced that she even intrudes and invades own daughters’ house to rule.

What distinguished my life from my brother's is that my mother didn't like me. When I became a woman, I seemed to repel her.

My whole life, my mother told me I would have SAG to fall back on. When I see a woman in her mid-40s or mid-50s working, I know it makes things better for me.

My mother was a wonderful woman and led a good life. She went peacefully.