“Love is giving of yourself in a way that is free of fear.”

I don’t have a ton of friends, but the friends I have are great ones. I don’t have huge family, but the family I have is a great one.

Yes I was burned but I called it a lesson learned. Mistake overturned so I call it a lesson learned. My soul has returned so I call it a lesson learned…another lesson learned.

You have to identify what you care about and why you care about it. It has to be personal. It has to be something that fires you up or means something to you, or it’s not going to drive you.

The most important thing is to be proud of the work that you put into something, and put the ego aside.

I pray to give thanks and to recognize all the good things that are in my life even during times of great change, confusion, or frustration.

I’ve stepped more into my womanhood, I’m a mother now, I’m having a beautiful relationship as a wife and as a friend.

You’re stronger, and you’re better, and you’re ready for whatever.

Why give up before we try?

Be driven, be focused, but enjoy every moment, because it only happens once.

No one will take care of you if you don’t take care of yourself.

Prayer keeps me centered.

Early on in my career, I was more closed off in every way. I thought I was protecting myself; instead, I was robbing myself of all I could learn and experience.

I don’t dream – only if I’m uncomfortable or I’m going through something.

You can’t really compare people. That’s one of the biggest lessons I’ve learned, because comparing yourself to someone else really stops you from being who you are.

If I know everything around the situation, all the facts, I feel like I can handle just about anything.

I find that the love we share fills me up and makes me see and appreciate life in a different way.

I felt the same fear in my first fight as I did in my last fight. It never goes away.

I’ve gone seventy-nine hours without sleep, creating. When that flow is going, it’s almost like a high. You don’t want it to stop. You don’t want to go to sleep for fear of missing something.

The first law of history is to dread uttering a falsehood; the next is not to fear stating the truth; lastly, the historian’s writings should be open to no suspicion of partiality or animosity.

Fear is not a part of my vocabulary, actually, and I think that it’s really made me a much smarter, braver for sure, person.

It’s really scary or it’s easy to generate fear around an idea or around an -ism when you don’t provide any substance to it.

Everyone fears rejection.

We are made up of two contrasting ideals: Love And Fear. Pick One and Live.

Nothing steals God’s glory more than worrying believers who are driven through life by fear.