I try to laugh at whatever life brings.

I know there is strength in the differences between us. I know there is comfort where we overlap.

God forbid you be an ugly girl, 'course too pretty is also your doom, 'cause everyone harbors a secret hatred for the prettiest girl in the room.

They can call me crazy if I fail, all the chance that I need, is one-in-a-million and they can call me brilliant if I succeed.

One of my rules is: Never TRY to do anything. Just do it.

Every time I say something they find hard to hear, they chalk it up to my anger, and never to their own fear.

Some people wear their heart up on their sleeve. I wear mine underneath my right pant leg, strapped to my boot.

We are wise women, we are giggling girls. We both carry a smile to show when we're pleased, we both carry a switchblade in our sleeves.

We are taught to view pain as an enemy, not a teacher. But pain is the right hand of growth and transformation. Pain is in the history of all human wisdom.

Patriarchy is like the elephant in the room that we don't talk about, but how could it not affect the planet radically when it's the superstructure of human society?

I wonder what you look like under your t-shirt. I wonder what you sound like when you're not wearing words. I wonder what we have when we're not pretending.

Captive Greece captured her rude conqueror

We have to confront the very scary fact that the president is a moron. He's really dumb.

Maintaining self-respect in the face of a devastating experience is of prime importance.

Every play I do, every book I write, every painting I paint, I will struggle with. I don't know what it's like for a project to come easy.

He who is by nature not his own but another's man is by nature a slave.

I think he knows all my tricks. Or the fact I don't have any tricks

Awareness returning home is awareness being enfolded by what it knows.

I'm showing the younger generation your career doesn't have to be over when you're 16-years-old.

I have olive skin, so if I get pale, I look green. I have to tan.

The memory of past favors is like a rainbow, bright, vivid, and beautiful; but it soon fades away. The in memory of injuries is engraved on the heart, and remains forever.