“I’m not hiding from anyone. I am who I am, and I’m not perfect.”

The true meaning of life is spending time with our creator.

Someone once told me to never dream. I said never say never.

A girl has to have a beautiful smile, Beautiful eyes and she should have a good sense of humor. She should be honest, loving and trustworthy.

Change is uncomfortable. Write that down.

I want girls to hear my music and want to play it again because it made their hearts feel good.

Don’t allow shame to ruin your “today” let the forgiveness of Jesus take over and watch your life blossom into all that God has designed you to be.

Everything starts from something but something would be nothing if your heart didn’t dream.

I want you here with me To guide me, hold me, and love me now.

All around the world, people want to be loved.

Class systems, religion and society have made us all feel unimportant.

I got a bright future ahead of me.

I got a bright future ahead of me.

Haters are just confused admirers.

I really don’t believe in abortion. It’s like killing a baby.

I’m not a fighter by nature, but, if I believe in something, I stand up for it.

The heights of the earth don’t even begin to measure up to how much the creator of this universe loves you.

Success is my breathing space. I brought it on myself. I will price it, I will cash it, I can take it or leave it. Loneliness is my hiding place, breastfeeding myself. What more can I say? I have swallowed the bitter pill, I can taste it. Life is real.

I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more

Of course this chattering diary is a facade, the literary equivalent of the everyday smiling face which hides the inward ravages of jealousy, remorse, fear and the consciousness of irretrievable moral failure. Yet such pretenses are not only consolations but may even be productive of a little ersatz courage.

If you’re really listening there are alot of hidden messages in my songs.

Reach high, for stars lie hidden in you. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.

For the DPRK and its military, the ouster of Saddam Hussein conveyed a powerful message: it’s not enough to pretend to have weapons of mass destruction. To be secure, a nation must build them, own them, and hide them.

I say America: Stay out of the Bushes.

The conservatives saw the Fascist leader as someone they could hide behind, manipulate, and, when convenient, replace.