"It was upon having these counterintuitive thoughts that I really realized the harm that is done when men harass us on the streets. On this particularly beautiful day I found myself looking down at my feet rather than up at the remarkable city I live in, because accidentally making eye contact with a man on the street might mean that he would interpret it as an invitation for harassment. When a group of men outnumber me in a car that can move faster than I can and make kissing noises at me, my instinctual reaction is to look away, tense up and search for an escape. My heart starts beating faster, my skin gets clammy and I start to mildly sweat."
"I do not hope to be a journalist for the money, if there even is much. I do not hope to be a journalist for the fame, which only leads to danger, it seems. I hope to be a journalist because despite such dangers and downfalls, I believe too many people take news and reporting for granted. They consume the information that journalists risk their lives and careers to obtain, not for themselves, but for everyone else and the betterment of society. I hope to be a journalist to defy the discouragement and the ill fate of being a woman in the media."
"There was a time not long ago when this would’ve felt very much like defeat. Yet since starting this project, “defeat” feels more like an exhilarating, if steep, learning curve."