“What if I told you everything was going to be okay – but what if in my own, soft heart, I really needed to hear it too?”

How beautiful it is to find a broken heart, to hold it in your hands and give it a place to stay, without fetching a needle and thread.

Even the wrong people and the wrong choices can bring us to the right places.

For years I could not cry. And I thought there was something wrong with me. Turns out I was crying after all – just not in tears.

And perhaps the greatest peace of art is in the brush stroke of our suffering.

I am the kind of tired that does not need a bed but rather, hope.

And perhaps the greatest paradox of all is how we stand here, fully wounded yet never more alive.

I don’t mind cloudy days. And how could I? My heart has cloudy days too.

Even the wrong people and the wrong choices can bring us to the right places.

For years I could not cry. And I thought there was something wrong with me. Turns out I was crying after all – just not in tears.

There is a certain kind of light that only comes from having been through a certain kind of darkness.

I will heal and Oh what a day that will be.

I was never meant to be stagnant. I only wanted to grow.

You are only ever as lost as the next step you choose to take.

And I guess what I am really trying to say, is that I love the way you love me.

If they are still standing by your side when your armor is off. When your walls are down. When your heart is broken. And your scars are visible. Tuck them into your arms like gold. And do not let them go.

You told me everything would be okay. I wish you had said – you’ll hurt but I’ll hold you.

We believe that the Anarchists are real enemies of Marxism.

I know I’m never as good or bad as one single performance. I’ve never believed in my critics or my worshippers, and I’ve always been able to leave the game at the arena.

We must believe in the power of education. We must respect just laws. We must love ourselves, our old and or young, our women as well as our men.

If two people want to get married, get married! The Victorians had a great saying: As long as it doesn’t scare the horses, do what you want. And I absolutely believe that.

You have to believe in the long term plan you have but you need the short term goals to motivate and inspire you.

What I believe is this: Catalunya is not Spain, it is something else and you have to feel it.

Bring your whole self to work. I don’t believe we have a professional self Monday through Friday and a real self the rest of the time. It is all professional and it is all personal.

I strongly believe the black culture spends too much time, energy and effort raising, praising, and teasing our black children about the dubious glories of professional sports.