“I don’t want the 5 dollars in your pocket, I want your soul.”

Close your eyes and imagine a world without color, then open them and look at the world around you.

A middle finger is more New York than a corporate ambush. I bleed for my hometown, and I’d die for my fans.

Live your eyeliner, breathe your lipstick, and kill for each other.

We are not just Art for Michelangelo to carve, he can’t rewrite the agro of my furied heart.

Fight and push harder for what you believe in, you’d be surprised, you are much stronger than you think.

People ask me why I wear veils. I reply, I am mourning. Mourning what? Well I figure something shitty must be going on somewhere.

Holdin’ on so tight to this status, it’s not real but I’ll try to grab it.

It’s sort of like my past is an unfinished painting, and as the artist of that painting, I must fill in all the ugly holes and make it beautiful again.

Sometimes in life you don’t always feel like a winner, but that doesn’t mean you’re not a winner, you want to be like yourself. I want my fans to know it’s okay.

You’re love is nothing I can’t fight. Can’t sleep with a man who dims my shine.

I am the excuse to explore your identity. To be exactly who you are and to feel unafraid. To not judge yourself, to not hate yourself.

I believe it’s not about the product, it’s about the person–and how the product makes them feel.

Ignore all hatred and criticism. Live for what you create, and die protecting it.

You will never find what you are looking for in love, if you don’t love yourself.

I would rather die than have my fans see me without a pair of heels on. And that’s show business.

You have to stop crying, and you have to go kick some ass.

I did then what I knew how to do. Now that I know better, I do better.

True love has the power of coming back.

Trust the past to the mercy of God, the present to His love, and the future to His providence.

Love is a better master than duty.

What is love but acceptance of the other, whatever he is.

Come grow old with me, for the best is yet to come!

They love their hair because they’re not smart enough to love something more interesting.

Those who love each other shall become invincible.