“You could get the money, you can get the power, but keep your eyes on the final hour.”

I am just beginning to be more comfortable with my identity.

A friend once said, and I found to be true,That everyday people, they lie to God too, So what makes you think, that they won’t lie to you.

Reality is easy. It’s deception that’s the hard work.

We don’t want people to have expectations of us, but then we have expectations of everybody else.

And deep in my heart. The answer, it was in me. And I made up my mind. To define my own destiny.

God teaches me about reality, so when he tells me to do something, I do, because I’m led to.

I had to confront my fears and master my every demonic thought about inferiority, insecurity, or the fear of being black, young, and gifted in this Western culture.

The only help I need to live, is unprofessional. The only wealth I have to give, is not material. And if you need much more than that, I’m not available.

Place your attention 6 inches above your crown. God is breathing in and out there.

Think black love, think universal love. Just think love.

I believe God will make a way.

I am no longer going to become a fictional character to please people. That’s too much work.

I get out, I get out of all your boxes.

I need to be surrounded by people as passionate and as dedicated as I am.

Be honest, brutally honest. That is what’s going to maintain relationships.

Nobody’s going to force me to do something against my will. What do I owe anybody that I should submit my will to them?

You must see with eyes unclouded by hate. See the good in that which is evil, and the evil in that which is good. Pledge yourself to neither side, but vow instead to preserve the balance that exists between the two.

Danger gleams like sunshine to a brave man’s eyes.

Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way.

Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.

Absence may or may not make the heart grow fonder, but it certainly freshens the eye.

Love does not see with the eyes, but with the soul.

If we do an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, we will be a blind and toothless nation.

When the outlook is bright, bring it before their eyes; but tell them nothing when the situation is gloomy.