“Everybody goes through shit, If everybody can throw all their problems on the floor next to you, you’ll pick yours back up & be grateful.”

Pickles don’t belong in the fridge.

I always feel like a tiger gone jump out of my woods.

Accept me for who I am because this all I can be.

I’m learning more & more about myself, the life I live, the people in it & the ways to live it

Little by little I correct myself, encourage myself, better myself. Any way I can make sure I’m the best myself.

I’m a real virtue. They already know how I am flying.

You don’t need to be loved by everyone, relax.

It’s my life. I do what I want, I stay with different hoes.

You can’t even hurt me, I am done, took so much pain, now I just endure it.

In both writing and sleeping, we learn to be physically still at the same time we are encouraging our minds to unlock from the humdrum rational thinking of our daytime lives.

Make at least one definite move daily toward your goal.

Pay attention to where you are going because without meaning you might get nowhere.

If one hasn’t a horse, one is one’s own horse.

Perseverance, secret of all triumphs.

I find I am constantly being encouraged to pluck out some one aspect of myself and present this as the meaningful whole, eclipsing or denying the other parts of self.

Our chief want is someone who will inspire us to be what we know we could be.

When I see the leadership roles black women are taking today I am very encouraged.