“She was his laughter, that filled the air passages with freedom of living, his creator of smiles.”

Rare human beings have advised me genuinely on this earth and they are my treasures to cherish.

I am a warrior queen with a reincarnation aura of phoenix and wolf breathing within me, with the heart of a firefly and a woman of words mixed with wisdom.

I have transformed from an autumn-drying cage to a spring-filled rainbow freedom soul.

People who self-criticize themselves and drown in their own dungeon of victimization, are my energy-draining points.

The generosity of my kindness is something that I love about myself.

The inspiration to grow beyond my capacity and be a ray of hope for someone is the nudge I need to take care of myself.

Her survival and thriving truth has been marred with black ties of words, intentions, behavior and presence.

His lips have confessed his love but her heart bleeds ice cold blood that doesn’t revive with the confession of life-giving moments, as she is someone who has surpassed the bonds of love.

Her heart screams out, no one destroyed you, it was your own heart that became the pawn of pain, protect it.

She stands on the cliff edge, waiting for the wind to help her become one with nature.

The black colors of pain, highlight the white pearly sapphire rays of understanding and calm.

Her heartbeats sang the melodies of victorious scars, that held the proofs of invisble doubts and cracks of holding on to patience.

She was an example of a monument that was filled with cold, non breathing steel elements but filled with elegance.

Her words and sentences are a means of everlasting remembrance of who she is.

She is a mystical beauty with bravery, as her life is filled with tranquility scented adventures.

Violet and purple call out to her, they bring forth wisdom and spirituality to her persona.

If I could have convinced more slaves that they were slaves, I could have freed thousands more.

If you actually do something you love it’s a lot easier and takes on a lot more purpose.

I believe in free love and that’s just how I feel.

There is absolutely no reason for being rushed along with the rush. Everybody should be free to go slow.

Freedom of the Press, if it means anything at all, means the freedom to criticize and oppose

I want a life free of shame and unforgiveness. I want a life that is not dictated by my performance but by my identity.

It is dangerous to be right in matters on which the established authorities are wrong.

Labor in the white skin can never free itself as long as labor in the black skin is branded.