“Every day I pray to see myself the way God and others see me.”

We’re changing little girls’ lives across the world, and we didn’t even know what we were doing when we started.

Rebirth. Entropy. Beauty. Chaos. Divine feminine.

My parents are really conservative. My dad is Muslim, and my mom is the most conservative woman you’ve ever met. They’re very aristocratic in the most quaint suburban way.

When you’re, like, 190 pounds, dark-skinned, and a new artist that no one really cares about, people don’t really take the time to make you look beautiful.

I don’t have any control over what actually happens except that I have full control over my will for myself, my intention, and why I’m there. That’s all that matters.

Kicked myself out the algorithm.

I did some work on Beyonce and Nick Minaj’s ‘Feeling Myself.’

My music is touching people in whatever spaces they need to be touched in.

In the real world, I kind of, like, thrived a little bit. The things that were awkward about me at school, like being hyper passionate, I realized, ‘Oh I’m my own person, and I have my own idiosyncrasies and nuances that I don’t mind.’

In one way, I want to heal people.

I don’t feel ashamed to be loud, which is an argument I’ve had with lots of men, who thought I was too sassy and unladylike.

Just tryna eat pasta and mind my business.

Only break the rules baby or whatever Ja said.

I do a lot of strange things.

Especially when I’m nervous, my mind is running a mile a minute. My ADHD speaks for me before I can speak for me.

Listening to Alabama Shakes made me less self-conscious about my voice.

I will go anywhere and do anything in order to communicate the love of Jesus to those who do not know Him or have forgotten Him.

The universe… is a machine for the making of gods.

In the last resort, a love of God without love of humanity is no love at all.

Napoleon was indeed the man sent by God to help the youth of France! Who is to take his place?

Your hope in my heart is the rarest treasure Your Name on my tongue is the sweetest word My choicest hours Are the hours I spend with You – O God, I can’t live in this world Without remembering You.

God it’s good to be here walkin together, my friend.

Hair loss is God’s way of telling me I’m human.

Balding if God’s way of showing you are only human… He takes the hair off your head and puts it in your ears.