“In the faces of men and women, I see God.”

Do anything, but let it produce joy.

When the materials are all prepared and ready, the architects shall appear.

And I will show of male and female that either is but the equal of the other.

Where the earth is, we are.

Where the earth is, we are.

I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone, I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again, I am to see to it that I do not lose you.

Be curious, not judgmental.

The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first; Be not discouraged – keep on – there are divine things, well envelop’d; I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.

Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us; shedding light over this world can alone help us.

Peace is always beautiful.

A man is a great thing upon the earth and through eternity; but every jot of the greatness of man is unfolded out of woman.

Clear and sweet is my soul, clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.

I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.

And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero.

All truths wait in all things.

I am satisfied, I see, dance, laugh, sing.

In the tumult of great events, solitude was what I hoped for. Now it is what I love. How is it possible to be contented with anything else when one has come face to face with history?

Faced with crisis, the man of character falls back on himself. He imposes his own stamp of action, takes responsibility for it, makes it his own.

I finally faced the fact that it isn’t a crime not having friends. Being alone means you have fewer problems.

The face of the night will be an old wound that reopens each evening, impassive and living. The distant silence will ache like a soul, mute, in the dark. We’ll speak to the night as it’s whispering softly.

There’s nothing wrong with a thick eyebrow; Frida Kahlo had them.

I haven’t wept for days, only shuffling feet, carrying weights, ignoring the pain, numbing the face. Its all a charade.

In grammar school some of the girls had problems with me. My face was too light. My hair was too long. It was the black-consciousness period, and I felt really bad.

I’ll usually wash my face with a face wash, then I’ll go to my makeup. I like to use Nip + Fab Dragon’s Blood Fix Serum. It’s moisturizing and also a great primer for your makeup. And, I try to use sunscreen every day.