“As artists, we have an opportunity to help the public evolve, raise consciousness and awareness, teach, heal, enlighten and inspire in ways the democratic process may not be able to touch. So we keep it moving.”

Never underestimate those who you scar.

Let me be patient, let me be kind, make me unselfish, without being blind, though I may suffer, I’ll envy it not and endure what comes cause he is all that I got.

We should constantly be aspiring to reach higher and higher and higher. We should never be comfortable where we are.

Everything we do should be a result of our gratitude for what God has done for us.

I think everything happens in time. There’s a time for everything. There’s a time to be in a group, and there’s a time to be solo.

Every day is a lesson in focus for me, and not buying into the world’s concept of what you have to be. I really try every day to be individual and not just in my style or my look or my music, but in my approach to life.

I was hopeless, now I’m on Hope Road.

What was freely given to me, I freely give.

Love is an incredible thing but we don’t know love like we should. Unconditional love we don’t know it because if a person stops stimulating us, we stop loving them.

You might win some, but you just lost one.

From the first time someone says, Who do you think you are? we learn how to repress.

Sometimes we all need to take time and give thanks.

Tomorrow, our seeds will grow. All we need is dedication.

I get out, I get out of all your boxes. I get out, you can’t hold me in these chains. I’ll get out. Father free me from this bondage. Knowin’ my condition is the reason I must change

How you gon’ win when you ain’t right within. Uh uh come again.

It’s silly when girls sell their souls because it’s in.

No art is greater than a human heart.

The greatest form of art is unconditional love.

Hope is a gift I hold in my heart. It spills into words and gets written into art.

You’re a work of art only just framed by my eager fingertips.

Its painful to see when your own people doesn’t support your artistic calibre. The very quality strangers call you extraordinary for.

I mastered the art of not caring and wow it made me more daring.

Thoughts on a tapestry. Colour or black and white. A brush, a pen, A flash of light. Ideas flowing soon, about to take flight.

The art of being a slave is to rule one’s master.