“We are not here to be popular, we are here to be free.”

The eyes are the window of the soul.

Unapologetic Bitch.

Better to live one year as a tiger, than a hundred as sheep.

To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage because we don’t want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.

It’s not easy having a good marriage – but I don’t want easy. Easy doesn’t make you grow. Easy doesn’t make you think. I thank God every day that I am married to a man who makes me think. That’s my definition of true love.

There is something comforting about being tied up. Like when you were a baby and your mother strapped you in the car seat. She wanted you to be safe. It was an act of love.

I am my own experiment. I am my own work of art.

We all need to treat each other with human dignity and respect

Anyone can be touched by magic.

Shit on the ground pretty much sums it up.

We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars.

An image can convince you of anything.

I’d like to walk around in your mind someday.

Best not to know what’s waiting around the corner.

Life is a battle so we dance.

The world is hard because people are soft.

Political activity alone cannot make a man free. Back of the ballot, he must have property, industry, skill, economy, intelligence, and character.

A puppet is free as long as he loves his strings.

A hello from you can still bring me to my knees, set me free. More than any goodbye ever could.

Allow yourself to experience what it is to learn step by step the freedom that comes from being unattached to the outcome, but operating from an empowered heart.

From some things that I have said one may get the idea that some of the slaves did not want freedom. This is not true. I have never seen one who did not want to be free, or one who would return to slavery.

For thousands of years, there have been lies about being gay or not being gay. If you know they’re lies, you’re free.

Freedom, Truth, Honour, you could rattle off a hundred such words and behind every one of them would gather a thousand punks, pompous little farts, waving the banner with one hand and reaching under the table with the other.

In that power of self-control lies the seed of eternal freedom.