Personally, I like to start my day off as a Saint and graduate to my Sinner self!

Express yourself through your art - whether it’s your drawings in a sketchpad, tattoos on your skin, the shade of your lipstick, or the clothes that you wear.

I am a canvas of my experiences, my story is etched in lines and shading, and you can read it on my arms, my legs, my shoulders, and my stomach.

Everyday, I have the choice to live a life of compassion that not only saves animals, but helps the environment.

You have to nourish your creativity for it to flourish.

We are the masters of our reality.

What's truly important--and what I find myself forgetting and having to relearn--is that right here, right now, I am free. Free to be myself and to express myself.

Years of cultural programming have taught us to love some animals while eating others, when in all reality, all animals are sentient beings with the capacity to feel, both physically and emotionally.

There is no point in developing anything at the cost of exploiting and abusing animals.

Certain scents can evoke so much feeling, nostalgia, and trigger beautiful memories.

When I became vegan 5 years ago, it was truly eye opening. I think it's all about perspective, really.

Your fear remains strong. You are not ready to face your story, preferring instead to surround yourself with knots. Someday, they will strangle you.

Be humble as you learn, confident as you teach, and modest when you have mastered both.

You’re not his, ” Bryan said firmly. “Bry, I don’t know whose I am anymore.

I can't let my mother's death have been in vain. Democracy is the best revenge, and we will have it.

It is a rare and valuable tonic to share insights, dreams and concerns with people whom you have never met. The sole purpose for such exchanges is simply to give light to one another.

The truth is, just to hear other people speaking Italian is really worth it. It keeps the sound in your ear.

I'm not the only one working for democracy in Burma - there are so many people who have worked for it because they believe that this is the only way we can maintain the dignity of our people.

Critics are like eunuchs: they know how, but they can't do it.

Here's one way I can know that I've forgotten the gospel of grace: when your sin bothers me more than my sin.

There's no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune.