If I am killed, I can die but once; but to live in constant dread of it, is to die over and over again.

Nana said, “Learn this now and learn it well, my daughter: Like a compass needle that points north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam.

There were butterflies, otherwise, you&#39;re not really ready to play. The locker room, I remember, was quiet and we were very focused on playing that game.

Once I decide I want to do something, I just work really hard and I do it, and I just know it&#39;s going to work. I think really positively.

Written By Holly Madison

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