“Some people are so much sunshine to the square inch.”

Behold I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.

I am as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I am as good as the best.

A man can be a hero in any profession.

Each of us inevitable; Each of us limitless-each of us with his or her right upon the earth.

Re-examine all that you have been told, dismiss that which insults your soul.

I dream in my dreams all the dreams of the other dreamers. And I become the other dreamers.

Those who love each other shall become invincible.

I am the man, I suffered, I was there.

Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.

Be not ashamed women, You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul.

I and this mystery, here we stand.

The gift is to the giver, and comes back most to him – it cannot fail.

These are the days that must happen to you.

The road to wisdom is paved with excess. The mark of a true writer is their ability to mystify the familiar and familiarize the strange.

I give you my hand, I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or law; Will you give me yourself?

The art of art is simplicity.

Money can’t buy you happiness but it buys you all the things you don’t have, even friends.

My friends, if we are going to do a great work for God, we must spend much time in prayer; we have got to be closeted with God.

If you have friends or family who are not practicing, give them your company and not your judgment. They need your patience and your love. Allah is sufficient for judgment and He subhanahu wa ta’ala is a perfect Judge. We are not.

Ignorance is an enemy, even to its owner. Knowledge is a friend, even to its hater. Ignorance hates knowledge because it is too pure. Knowledge fears ignorance because it is too sure.

Remember well, and bear in mind, a constant friend is hard to find.

T.I.’s my mentor; he’s a really close friend of mine. I call him my brother like we talk on the phone all the time. He’s helped me with my career.

Most commit the same mistake with God that they do with their friends: they do all the talking.

Is there another human out there made from the same lightening as me that I have crashed into yet?