“The eyes are the window of the soul.”

It’s not easy having a good marriage – but I don’t want easy. Easy doesn’t make you grow. Easy doesn’t make you think. I thank God every day that I am married to a man who makes me think. That’s my definition of true love.

There is something comforting about being tied up. Like when you were a baby and your mother strapped you in the car seat. She wanted you to be safe. It was an act of love.

I am my own experiment. I am my own work of art.

We all need to treat each other with human dignity and respect

Anyone can be touched by magic.

Shit on the ground pretty much sums it up.

We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars.

An image can convince you of anything.

I’d like to walk around in your mind someday.

Best not to know what’s waiting around the corner.

Life is a battle so we dance.

The world is hard because people are soft.

Pride is the devil.

Not everyone is coming to the future.

I always thought I should be treated like a star.

My heart is full of love but please don’t get in my way.

If I were to wish for anything, I should not wish for wealth and power, but for the passionate sense of the potential, for the eye which, ever young and ardent, sees the possible.

I want those forehead to forehead moments with eyes closed deeply. So deeply that the world disappears and every scent of you leaves an imprint on my mind.

In public affairs men are often better pleased that the truth, though known to everybody, should be wrapped up under a decent cover than if it were exposed in open daylight to the eyes of all the world.

“I just like being with you.” And just like that my heart collapsed under the weight of his eyes on me.

When the missionaries came to Africa they had the Bible and we had the land. They said “Let us pray.” We closed our eyes. When we opened them we had the Bible and they had the land.

When all has failed and you have given up, And not a glint left in your eye. Pick yourself up and start again, Say to yourself: “life is short and one day I’m going to die”

Be with someone who loves you with eyes closed. No surface distractions.

To live without philosophizing is in truth the same as keeping the eyes closed without attempting to open them.