I try. It is just hard that — [ She can say that. ] — I have had a great deal of power, all my life, and so often, it has terrified me too much to use it. Of doing it wrongly. Of disappointing everyone around me.

Now I wish I could, to take care of so many here. So many need it, and I fear I can never do enough. But... maybe that is just living? Always thinking of what we could do.