Everyone has the heartbreak that shapes them in a way that they could never go back to the innocence that they had before.

Anyone who knows me knows that I am really into hair. I'm a real girly girl and love doing my hair and experimenting with different styles.

Classic Christmas cookies are really time-consuming. Instead, make a bar you can bake in a pan and just cut up, like a brownie or a blondie or a shortbread, which still has that Christmas vibe.

My biggest complaint with tights is that they do not accommodate skinny-ankled people like myself.

I like to play the ukulele, but I'm not, like, awesome at it. I mostly play the piano and the guitar.

Nothing's better than a picnic.

Always the aim for me is making people feel like they are not alone. That's just the greatest feeling.

A lot of people work out to be skinny. That's so boring, and it seems like a depressing goal for a modern woman.

I remember having this friend in school who said she didn't like the Beach Boys. And in that moment I knew we couldn't be friends anymore.

It's never too late for a coffee. After all it's morning somewhere in the world.

After staring at origami directions long enough, you sort of become one with them and start understanding them from the inside.

Life is the force of the absolute, the supreme, the Creator who creates everything.

I'm in search of myself - have you seen me anywhere?

Im Jamaican, man. Im Jamaican first. You gotta understand thats where Im from. Thats home. That you can never take away from me. Im a Jamaican-born Canadian sprinter.

Books, like men their authors, have no more than one wayofcoming intothe world, but there areten thousand to go out of it, and return no more.

To deny being lovers in order to gain something.That can result in a much worse situation than one can imagine.

The favorites of fortune or of fame topple from their pedestals before our eyes without diverting us from ambition.

I'm truly sorry man's dominion has broken Nature's social union.

Not even let your left hand know when your right hand is donating

Everything dies, from the smallest blade of grass to the biggest galaxy.

If timing ain't everything, it's damn close