“You have to want to succeed as bad as you want to breathe!”

I was born to speak. I got in trouble as a kid for talking. I already knew it was a strength.

If you’re going to be free! You’re going to have to free YOURSELF!

When you’re excited about what you do, and nobody gotta give you a dime, that’s next level.

Don’t make a habit out of choosing what feels good over what’s actually good for you.

Don’t quit. You’re already in pain. You’re already hurt. Get a reward from it!

If you are not where you want to be DO NOT QUIT, instead reinvent yourself and change your habits.

Don’t expect front row seats if you’re giving nosebleed effort.

I don’t care if you broke, you grew up broke. You grew up rich. You only get 24hrs in a day! We all only get 24 hours in a day. It’s what we do with it that makes the difference!

I challenge you to be the best you can be! I challenge you to behave in ways you’ve never behaved.

Don’t think about what can happen in a month. Don’t think about what can happen in a year. Just focus on the 24 hours in front of you and do what you can to get closer to where you want to be!

When your effort is low, you’re probably not thinking about the opportunity, you’re thinking about the obligation.

Stop being a victim and waiting for somebody else to open up an opportunity for you!

If you willing to put in that sweat! Blood! And tears! I’m telling you! You can have, be and do what you want!

To be successful is never convenient. The things you have to go through, it’s never convenient.

Success is not for the weak and uncommitted. Sometimes it’s gonna hurt!

Some of you, your success has messed you up! You’ve lost your bite! You’re not hungry anymore!

And how can you be so bad for me when I feel like I’m flying?

My point is not that everything is bad, but that everything is dangerous.

maybe all we need is some good music, good company, and bad dancing to remind us what it is to be alive

People who spread happiness in your bad days are worthy of your good days.

Hope is a good breakfast, but it is a bad supper.

You’re my bad habit, on this dark planet, light up my world like stars, now they’re ashes.

Some people would love to have your bad days.

Heaven and Hell suppose two distinct species of men, the good and bad.