“Give a little kindness, everyone houses some kind of pain.”

Be the warrior they never saw coming.

You be the love everyone else took for granted.

Your silence was my loudest cry.

Channel your inner warrior you’d be unstoppable.

Forgiveness is for the strong.

I only want to exist in a love that lives in madness.

Introduce yourself to your heart again. It misses you.

I’m kind because I know how cruel feels.

We can’t sit in ruin waiting for change to happen.

Quiet those whispers that tell you, you’re not good enough.

Love fiercely, that even in your absence you linger.

You were the one even when you couldn’t be.

I hope you give yourself a try today.

Over thinkers – masters at turning calm into chaos.

Wrap yourself in kindness you deserve it too.

Freedom looks beautiful on you keep healing love.

When I left the house of bondage I left everything behind. I wanted to keep nothing of Egypt on me, and so I went to the Lord and asked him to give me a new name.

You can’t have it both ways. You can’t tell me that you’re taxed enough already, and that you want constitutional government and then in the next breath say, ‘Bring me home some bacon.’ The pig has been picked clean.

I am not a writer, but I feel that when our production company is successful, we’ll be able to give some young writers with fresh voices an opportunity to put their work out there.

When you look like your passport photo, it’s time to go home.

Get rid of those friends of yours who make fun of you and don’t believe in you. And when you leave here tonight, go home, make a phone call and fire them. Anyone that doesn’t believe in you and your future, to hell with them.

I want to feel at home in my own heart.

My idea of housework is to sweep the room with a glance.

I’d say the best scents are ones that don’t overtake a room. I love things that remind me of the outdoors and home.