“Poisoned food will look like nourishment to someone who is starving. The same principle applies to abusive relationships.”

I’ll plant roses in my bones as a reminder to continue watering myself.

The act of entering someone’s heart should never lock you outside of your own.

Love used to taste like you- but liberation tastes sweeter. Because it tastes like me.

There’s power in choosing to be loved.

Oh how the universe wants me to learn, Unlearn, You.

There is nothing more divine than the way you root into your soul and grow far beyond what tries to contain you.

It’s the willingness to break open, to let go of all you have learned to hold that keeps you whole.

Stop asking the person who hurt you to give you permission to move on.

If you stop seeing so hard maybe you’ll see yourself clearly.

Never let your love for them make you lose yourself.

Go as hard for yourself as you do for other people.

The dreams and desires you have are seeds the universe plants in hopes you’ll latch on and expand.

Let your heart mend the wounds that your mind doesn’t have the strength to heal.

Stop letting people who don’t know themselves tell you who you are.

You are the freedom you seek.

You have not seen power until you have witnessed a soft thing unleash fire from her eyes.

The abuse of women and girls is the most pervasive and unaddressed human right violation on earth.

Bullies want to abuse you. Instead of allowing that, you can use them as your personal motivators. Power up and let the bully eat your dust.

When personal freedom’s being abused, you have to move to limit it. That’s what we did in the announcement I made last weekend on the public housing projects, about how we’re going to have weapon sweeps.

Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!

No government power can be abused long. Mankind will not bear it…. There is a remedy in human nature against tyranny, that will keep us safe under every form of government.

I ask you in circles, and you shape them as triangles in my head.

Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.

What white man has ever seen me drunk? Who has ever come to me hungry and left me unfed? Who has seen me beat my wives or abuse my children? What law have I broken?