“Peace. it does not mean to be in a place where there is no trouble, noise, or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart”

I’d wear any of my private attire for the world to see. But I would rather have an open flesh wound than ever wear a band aid in public.

Never be afraid to dream.

And now, I’m just trying to change the world, one sequin at a time.

A record deal doesn’t make you an artist; you make yourself an artist

The scars on my mind are on replay.

You have to be unique, and different, and shine in your own way.

Bare your struggles very close to your heart and have them be a part of you that you’re proud of instead of something that you’re ashamed of.

Just remember: I love you, and love yourselves. ’cause, little monsters, you were born that way baby.

I can’t wait to be home with you and our dogs, that’s all I need.

Be kind even if its to yourself.

I’ve always been famous, it’s just no one knew it yet.

Can’t see me cry ever again.

So many will try to destroy me. So many, over and over, coming in periods of greatness. But in this period, I cannot be broken.

For all my love little monsters I am your mom you are my child in my hand i protect you like my eyes but don’t worry I’ll catch you if you fall.

Let the blood and the bruises define your legacy.

Close your eyes and imagine a world without color, then open them and look at the world around you.

A great man, tender of heart, strong of nerve, boundless patience and broadest sympathy, with no motive apart from his country.

If you really want peace on earth, create peace in your heart, in your being. That is the right place to begin with and then spread.

Choose love, and don’t ever let fear turn you against your playful heart.

The morning glory which blooms for an hour differs not at heart from the giant pine, which lives for a thousand years.

Morality cannot be legislated, but behavior can be regulated. Judicial decrees may not change the heart, but they can restrain the heartless.

Deep in earth my love is lying and I must weep alone.

When a young man complains that a young lady has no heart, it’s pretty certain that she has his.

Slaves sing most when they are most unhappy. The songs of the slave represent the sorrows of his heart; and he is relieved by them, only as an aching heart is relieved by its tears.