If I Wasn't Dead Already, I'd Said

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.

Nicky Looked Down At Me With A Knowledge On His Face That He Was Holding The Monster In His Arms. I'd Have Comforted Him, But It Would Have Been All Lies.

I Have No Personal Stake In These People, Jean-claude, But They Are People. Good, Bad, Or Indifferent, They Are Alive, And No One Has The Right To Just Arbitrarily Snuff Them Out.” "so It Is The Sanctity Of Life You Cling To?" I Nodded. “that And The Fact That Every Human Being Is Special. Every Death Is A Loss Of Something Precious And Irreplaceable.

You Lie Like Butter Wouldn't Melt In Your Mouth, Edward." He Smiled. "i Don't Lie To You." "really," I Said. The Smile Became A Grin. "okay, Not Most Of The Time, Anymore." His Face Sobered. "i'm Not Lying Now.

If They Cheat, Can I Shoot Them?