“There may be a brighter star. But through my eyes the light of you is all I see.”

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.

Just because a record has a groove don’t make it in the groove.

No one has been a greater advocate for the power of love in this world than I; both in my life and in my music.

Just because a man lacks the use of his eyes doesn’t mean he lacks vision.

I’m a work in progress, but if I know in my heart that I’m doing my best, that my heart’s in the right place, that I have unconditional love, I feel okay.

Gun violence is real. People don’t come back.

And when she stopped letting him steal her light she shined brighter than every star in the night sky.

The greatest test of Christianity is the wear and tear of daily life; it is like the shining of silver: the more it is rubbed the brighter it grows.

Your smile brightens the lives of all who see it.

The “we” of your divine birthright – the one that is aware of its place as part of the collective whole – knows that it is your sacred obligation to shine your brightest light, not just in your moments of glory but each day.

You’re like that fiery sunset that no one expects after a rainy day. It always makes your day brighter.

When writing poetry, it is not that produces a bright idea, but the bright idea that kindles the fire of.

I think America is still a bright, shining city on the hill – not because we’re perfect but because we struggle in our imperfections every day.

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white.