“Of all the needs that we have right now, more than anything we need a time for love.”

We have to be respectful to one another.

This is like one thing that I’ve tried to do, and I think successfully, that when you realize that nothing really belongs to you, you begin to appreciate having an understanding of just where your head is at, and you feel so much better.

Fear’s what puts dreams to sleep.

For the most part, I feel really comfortable with what I’ve given to the people. I want to give it to them again.

It feels better to love than to hate.

We all have hearts. If you have a heart, love somebody. If you have enough heart, love everybody.

The power has to be in your desire to see everyone thrive.

I know that there’ll be a continuation of making the world more accessible for people with disabilities.

The most important thing is, when I do give the music, I’m satisfied with it, that it speaks for what I want to do.

The Lord that I serve says the impossible is unacceptable.

God gave me life to continue to do things that I would never have done.

You can’t base your life on other people’s expectations.

Why has there never been a holiday where peace is celebrated all throughout the world?

There are a lot of things happening that show us that this, right now, is a time to love.

When I was a child, kids used to make fun of me because I was blind. But I just became more curious, ‘How can I climb this tree and get an apple for this girl?’ That’s what mattered to me.

I want to take all the pain that I feel and celebrate and turn it around.

Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.

You cannot always get the validation from others, even from the people you love.

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.

I have enjoyed earthly happiness, I have lived and loved.

Love yourself through all storms, calm moments and boredom – know you deserve love.

There were things that he wanted to write on paper, about everything he couldn’t tell her.

The blues was like that problem child that you may have had in the family. You was a little bit ashamed to let anybody see him, but you loved him. You just didn’t know how other people would take it.

I am willing to see things differently. I am willing to see love.