“Memories are not recycled like atoms and particles in quantum physics; they can be lost forever.”

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.

Well, that’s your opinion, isn’t it? And I’m not about to waste my time trying to change it.

If you dont have any shadows you’re not in the light

How can I protect something so perfect without evil.

Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it’s broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother fucker’s reflection.

Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you’re wondering which way to go, remember that your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn’t love you anymore.

Prejudice is a disease. And when they come for you, or refuse your worth, I will be ready for their stones. I belong to you.

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

I heard a definition once: Happiness is health and a short memory! I wish I’d invented it, because it is very true.

No man has a good enough memory to be a successful liar.

So long as the memory of certain beloved friends lives in my heart, I shall say that life is good.

Yesterday is but today’s memory, and tomorrow is today’s dream.

I always say, keep a diary and someday it’ll keep you.

If you’ve heard this story before, don’t stop me, because I’d like to hear it again.

Memories mean more to me than dresses.

I do have a blurred memory of sitting on the stairs and trying over and over again to tie one of my shoelaces, but that is all that comes back to me of school itself.