“You’ve got to love what’s yours.”

How you look is your statement, because it’s a claiming of yourself.

We’re all going to change. Otherwise, it’s boring.

I’m in constant pursuit of growing and evolving.

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

Living will always be a struggle looking for someone to love you.

Falling down ain’t falling down, If you don’t cry when you hit the floor, It’s called the past cause I’m getting past, And I ain’t nothing like I was before, You ought to see me now.

I believe in the limitlessness of humans. We’re capable of incredible things. At times, that realization is frightening.

The more you know the stronger you become, the closer you feel to yourself and the farther you can go.

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.

I grew up in a pretty tough neighborhood. I grew up around drugs, alcohol, prostitution, I grew up around everything, and I think part of seeing that from really young has made me really steer very far away from it in all of its forms.

Moments are so fleeting; I want to hold on to the good ones.

If we took the time to learn more about different places and people, perhaps we would have more empathy for each other.

We have the potential to help people out of poverty, out of disease, out of slavery and out of conflict. Too often we turn the other way because we think there’s nothing we can do.

Maturity and experience are part of my liberation.

Through the shake of an earthquake I will never fall. That’s how strong my love is.

The smaller you strip things down, the more you depend on the songs and yourself, as opposed to arrangements.

Let pride go, to let love in.

Embrace the glorious mess that you are.

It is the simple things of life that make living worthwhile, the sweet fundamental things such as love and duty, work and rest, and living close to nature.

There’s a difference between loving someone as they are whole, and wanting to see all of their pieces. I’ve understood this for a while now, and I don’t fault anyone for it.

You are not separate from love, love is all that you are.

He doesn’t look at me like he’s owed anything. He looks at me like I’ve already given him everything.

Any year that you don’t destroy one of your best-loved ideas is probably a wasted year.

Its amazing how you return everything the world takes away from me.