“But settled things were enemies to me and soon lost their newness and color. The unknown called.”

More and more do I see that only a successful revolution in India can break England’s back forever and free Europe itself.

No one yet knows what a man’s province is, and how far that province, as conceived of today, is artificial.

I have no objection to a man being a man, however masculine that may be.

The subjects treated were technical Marxist theories.

I believe only in money, not in love or tenderness. Love and tenderness meant only pain and suffering and defeat.

Always before I had felt like a person, an individual, hopeful that I could mold my life according to some desire of my own.

Like all my family and class, I considered it a sign of weakness to show affection; to have been caught kissing my mother would have been a disgrace, and to have shown affection for my father would have been a disaster.

So I had to be the doctor to these wounded men until we could remove them to the hospital.

My mother listened to all the news from the camp during the strike.

Much that we read of Russia is imagination and desire only.

Friendship is far more human.

Now, being a girl, I was ashamed of my body and my lack of strength. So I tried to be a man.

To die would have been beautiful. But I belong to those who do not die for the sake of beauty.

I would not let it ruin me as it ruined others! I would speak only with money, hard money.

She said little, especially when my father or the men who worked for him were about I remember her instinctive and unhesitating sympathy for the miners.

I have loved and bitterness left me for that hour. But there are times when love itself is bitter.

You choose your friends by their character and your socks by their color.

If the colored people made a mistake in voting for me, they ought to correct it.

You cannot act a color. Do not tell me I’m acting black, because I’m not. I’m acting whatever you want to call it – urban. I don’t even have a name for it. I just call it ‘me.’

I know how influential I am over my fans and followers. I feel like everything I do, my hair color, my makeup, I always start these huge trends, and I don’t even realize what I’m capable of.

Against Bermane Stiverne, they said he was going to be the toughest test, but I passed that with flying colours.

All those lavenders seemed purple in love they turned lilac without him.

I like lip liners over lipsticks. I have so many of them from so many different brands, so I just pick the color that works.

Do what you’re happy with and not what you think whoever else is going to tell you about you ‘acting a color.’ You don’t act at all. You just do what you think is best.