“New beginnings through tough roads, darling that is what we want.”

Silence speaks too many judgments. Sometimes, it echoes more than a scream can crumble space up.

You are worth every piece of gold and glitter that matches the beams of your hazel orbs as they scream with rapture.

Darling, like a growing daisy you are beautiful. Keep in mind that you are ravishing despite the change of season.

I don’t usually speak when I look at you, For beautiful creatures are best enjoyed in silence.

Let me pour onto your glass and let it overflow with abundant love; for your eyes tell me they need refilling, But all you have now is an empty bottle of escaped homes and dreams.

You are your own kind of unique and you are adept enough to make magic with your own hands.

Dreams may be forgotten but the beauty and the remnants of emotion felt will always remain remarkable.

Broken pieces of glass and faded blue skies have taught me that even the slightest of color and fragile things will always remain beautiful if you look at it that way.

You can take away the pain, but the memories will forever haunt you. Don’t let it devour you, Devour them yourself and stand firm.

And as you touched my hands with yours, it felt as if love came back and hungered my soul once more.

It was happy while it lasted, but now it pains as you are holding the knife and twisting it- clockwise.

I told you about the moon, how it feels like your eyes; They both let me know where home is.

A sharp knife is more straightforward than a poisonous apple.

No matter what color, race, language you speak, or profession you practice, as women, Empowering yourselves must always come first.

We all have our own time to shine; Patiently wait for yours to come.

As much as I gained from self-love, Being in love with who you are is more than enough to make you feel that you are alive.

Calmness will always produce solutions. No revolution ever began without a sharp exhale.

I didn’t even know about amateur boxing, period.

Every great general and warrior from the beginning of time was high.

Me personally, I come from very, very humble beginnings – little, small town in Alabama, you know, staying at my granddaddy house. We really didn’t have nothing.

From the beginning, the camera and I were great friends. It loves me, and I love it.

From the beginning, I’ve had to juggle and weigh the silly things people say – and I’ve learnt that they’re meaningless, and they’re mostly inaccurate. So I don’t worry about it, because there’s nothin’ for me to deal with.

When God gets us alone through suffering, heartbreak, temptation, disappointment, sickness, or by thwarted friendship – when He gets us absolutely alone, and we are totally speechless, unable to ask even one question, then He begins to teach us.

It was probably in third grade – I had a super fake, gold herringbone chain. I don’t remember if it was my mom’s or how I got it, but ever since then, I’ve loved chains.