“Having a different opinion doesn’t mean you are wrong.”

What your eyes read is what your mind eats.

When you focus on what truly matters to you, the universe will give you more than what you wish for.

I never fought back. I have always endured.

You do not have to be similar to fit in. Puzzle pieces that match are never the same.

Hold my hand dear, you’ll fly a plane I’d launch a spaceship.

Being a “brave girl” doesn’t mean she doesn’t need anyone to take care of her. Being brave and being taken care of are two different things.

In order to fulfill your true purpose in life, you must give up on your temporary desires.

You’re not forgetting people in your life. You are simply out growing them.

You are a dream that makes it difficult to get up in the morning.

One of the saddest things in the world is being unappreciated knowing that you are a fine piece of art.

In the end, we are all stardust that happen to have souls.

It’s not too late to start the fire. We own the light.

We learn from not winning all the time.

Your love is the sweetest chocolate I ever tasted.

Clarity and consistency over chocolates and flowers.

In the process of knowing myself I have come to learn the flow of life.

There are many self-help books by Ph.D.s, but I hold a different degree: an I.B.T.I.A.-I’ve Been Through It All. This degree comes not on parchment but gauze, and it entitles me to tell you that there is a way to get through any misfortune.

I must sojourn once to the ballot-box before I die. I hear the ballot-box is a beautiful glass globe, so you can see all the votesas they go in. Now, the first time I vote I’ll see if the woman’s vote looks any different from the rest–if it makes any stir or commotion. If it don’t inside, it need not outside.

Sometimes I don’t know what takes me over during a game. Sometimes I just feel I have moved to a different place and I can make the pass, score the goal or go past my marker at will.

White folks are not going to come to see a bunch of guys with tattoos, with cornrows. I’m sorry, but anyone who thinks different, they’re stupid.

All of us invent ourselves. Some of us just have more imagination than others.

One of the reasons we stay so alone in our lives is because we’re ashamed to talk about the hard stuff. It’s as simple as that. We’re all in pain in different ways, and we don’t get the help we need because we’re too ashamed to talk about the pain.

From 15 to 18, everybody is a different person. Every six months, I have a whole new outlook on life.

With love, there are so many layers to it that you can write all day about it. It’s not just heartbreak or falling in love; there’s so many different ways to look at it.