“The deeper I go into myself, the stronger I become, because I realize that my real self is much bigger than any fear.”

In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.

No matter what you do, give it everything you have. Be the best, not the second best.

I love to read. I wish I could advise more people to read. There’s a whole other world in books.

I’m a perfectionist; I’ll work until I drop.

When all life is seen as divine, everyone grows wings.

I can’t ignore someone that’s in need or is hurting. How can people just turn their heads from something like that.

Culture changes, fashions change, customs change. Great music is immortal.

It’s been my dream since I was a child to somehow unite people of the world through love and music.

You ain’t seen nothing yet, and the best is yet to come.

Study the greats and become greater.

Feeling free, let us fly, into the boundless, beyond the sky, for we were born to never die.

Feel good about yourself. You have been blessed and you might not have even realized it.

I don’t think I’m better than other people, I think I’m different from other people, because I do different things.

When you know something is wrong for you, you have to make difficult decisions and trust your instincts.

Insult me all you want. Judge me as much as you want. Say what you think, everything you want. But one thing. Dont touch my fans.

My mission is healing, pure and simple.

There are two ways of spreading light, to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.

While differing widely in the various little bits we know, in our infinite ignorance we are all equal.

Love never failed you, people did.

The cloak of death has favorites when its strings are being controlled by the puppeteer of hatred.

You were a lovely dream to me but you see, my dreams were never mine to catch up on. – Circumstances.

Truth is so hard to tell, it sometimes needs fiction to make it plausible.

no testimony is sufficient to establish a miracle, unless the testimony be of such a kind, that its falsehood would be more miraculous, than the fact, which it endeavors to establish.

She dances barefoot through the smoke upon ashes from a broken world  – she is hope.