“You’re too powerful to be a slave of acceptance.”

You’re too powerful to be a slave of acceptance.

If you don’t set your spirit free now then when will you find your wild.

And one day I hope your path leads you to a place where you love yourself as much as I love you.

Their compliments should not define you and nor should their criticism break you.

There is a fire raging inside you; do not allow anyone to extinguish it. And so on these nights when you think you are broken, remember the flame, and feel it burn.

There is a world up ahead where people are not targeted for beliefs or bodies, where peace isn’t a fantasy but reality. Build the world you hope your children will see.

I had all of the love in the world but I could not see it. We are blind when we don’t know how to love the very bones and blood that make us.

Shame bleeds through generation to generation. That is not the legacy I wish for you.

Be the light that floods the wounds of people lost in their own darkness.

If you don’t set your spirit free now then when will you find your wild.

Missing you is the cruelest thing I could do to my heart, and maybe that’s why I do it: its easier to hurt myself than love myself.

We all have a voice. If you take a stand, you could be changing someones life.

Never allow any soul to clips your wings, you were born an ember. You were born a flame.

There is a world up ahead where people are not targeted for beliefs or bodies, where peace isn’t a fantasy but reality. Build the world you hope your children will see.

Peer into the depths of your soul and see – your magic exceeds that of the stars. Imagine you are viewing the universe you are.

You are nothing but sheer miracles, born from ashes of women who have walked this earth before you.

You like a woman, she’s got kids, it’s a package. You can’t just go in one-sided.

Accept the fact that you’re never gonna be someone else and embrace the fact that the world needs you as God made you to be.

I don’t know why people expect art to make sense. They accept the fact that life doesn’t make sense.

Love is accepting people for who they are and what they are, regardless.

I’m very happy with my body.

I’m still me even after all that’s happened.

I’m under no illusion that there are things about me that I’d like to change. I just accept who I am, and I’m proud of it.

From someone who doesn’t want to share your destiny, you should neither accept a cigarette.