“You can’t hear me? Read my lips!”

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.

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

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.

Do you know, it’s funny, but I never thought of being blind as a disadvantage, and I never thought of being black as a disadvantage.

Hold onto your dreams ’cause they’re always worth havin’. Hold on to your dreams til the day your life is said and done.

A LISP programmer knows the value of everything, but the cost of nothing.

It was a question I had worn on my lips for days – like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn’t resist pulling – despite knowing it could all unravel around me. “Do you love me, I ask?” In your hesitation I found my answer.

Lisp isn’t a language, it’s a building material.

My lips have been silenced for so long, my own voice feels like a stranger.

Better is the poor that walketh in his integrity, than he that is perverse in his lips, and is a fool.

I’m out there doing the best that I can, My lip is cut and I’m still playing.

To open his lips is crime in a plain citizen.

The lips of the wise are as the doors of a cabinet; no sooner are they opened, but treasures are poured out before thee.