Communities and countries and ultimately the world are only as strong as the health of their women.

Success isn't about how much money you make, it's about the difference you make in people's lives.

The only limit to the height of your achievements is the reach of your dreams and your willingness to work hard for them.

There is no magic to achievement. It's really about hard work, choices, and persistence.

Always stay true to yourself and never let what somebody says distract you from your goals.

I admit it: I am louder than the average human being and have no fear of speaking my mind. These traits don't come from the color of my skin but from an unwavering belief in my own intelligence.

Every girl, no matter where she lives, deserves the opportunity to develop the promise inside of her.

We've got a responsibility to live up to the legacy of those who came before us by doing all that we can to help those who come after us.

No matter who you are, no matter where you come from, you are beautiful.

When women and girls rise, their communities and their countries rise with them

Women and girls can do whatever they want. There is no limit to what we as women can accomplish.

Taking care of whom to trust everyday, is a key to your living if your to be a live.

My goal was to be able to be alone without food, sugar, phone, men, TV, anything and to feel O.K. about myself.

Only those who want everything done for them are bored.

All colours are arbitrary.

I think I'm still trying to find my feet as an actor. And I know it ain't brain surgery, but it confuses me and it comes between me and my sleep a lot.

It's easier to throw sticks on the campfire than to try to restart it when it goes out.

And that's another piece of advice I'll give junior writers; when you get to the point where they take you to lunch, let the editor suggest where to go.

Drawing is the skeleton of what you do and color is its flesh.

Publishers see free downloads as threatening the sales of the book.

The biggest sin against the poor and the hungry is perhaps indifference, making believe we do not see, passing by on the other side of the street.