“Life is a battle so we dance.”

I am rich and famous. I have a talented and gorgeous husband and two beautiful children. I could go on.

Fame is a form of misunderstanding.

Don’t come to my house with negative vibes.

Sometimes you have to listen to fools, they may have a point.

Poor is the man whose pleasure depends on the permission of another.

If I’m smart then I’ll run away, but I’m not so I guess I’ll stay

The patriarchy continues to try to crush my neck with heavy boots, cut off my life force, and take away my voice – even those who call themselves artists, you know who you are.

If your joy is derived from what society thinks of you, you’re always going to be disappointed.

No matter who you are, no matter what you did, no matter where you’ve come from, you can always change, become a better version of yourself.

Everyone probably thinks that I’m a raving nymphomaniac, that I have an insatiable sexual appetite when the truth is I’d rather read a book.

If you’re afraid to die you won’t be able to live.

A lot of people are afraid to say what they want. That’s why they don’t get what they want.

Family is everything. Family comes first. It’s not what I expected it to be, but nothing ever is.

I am because we are. We all bleed the same color. We all want to love and be loved.

I’ve been popular and unpopular successful and unsuccessful loved and loathed and I know how meaningless it all is. Therefore I feel free to take whatever risks I want.

Everyone is entitled to my opinion

Beside, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone.

The battle, Sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, Sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable; and let it come! I repeat, Sir, let it come!

The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.

Same dress different battlefield.

Give me an Army of West Point graduates and I’ll win a battle. Give me a handful of Texas Aggies and I’ll win a war.

To love you is a battle that takes wars to stop.

All men are afraid in battle. The coward is the one who lets his fear overcome his sense of duty. Duty is the essence of manhood.

No sane man is unafraid in battle, but discipline produces in him a form of vicarious courage.