I would erase my fear of dying, but I suppose that would be erasing some of my human condition.

My tendency to worry about the future if there’s nothing you can do about it.

To be taller. I’ve been looking up at certain people all my life. If I was taller, I could look down and see them a lot better.

How my PTSD manifests—it feels like being the only ballerina in the company saddled with a 100-pound backpack and told to go out onstage and still be graceful.

Women in leadership positions in every field who are using their advantages to inspire younger women.

Losing my family. And fear that the world won't become a better place.

Why is it that countries which we call strong are so powerful in creating wars but are so weak in bringing peace? Why is it that giving guns is so easy but giving books is so hard? Why is it, why is it that making tanks is so easy, but building schools is so hard?

They treat me as a regular person.

Her story is why I dedicate the Nobel Peace Prize money to the Malala Fund, to help give girls quality education, everywhere, anywhere in the world and to raise their voices. The first place this funding will go to is where my heart is, to build schools in Pakistan—especially in my home of Swat and Shangla.

I hate it when my little brothers don't close their mouths when they're eating.