Sometimes I think that there's a fine line between impressionistic and messy.

Do not allow people to dim your shine because they are blinded. Tell them to put on some sunglasses because we were born this way.

live your eyeliner, breathe your lipstick, and kill for each other -Lady Gaga via twitter

Don't you ever let a soul in the world tell you that you can't be exactly who you are.

Love is the new denim or black

Fight and push harder for what you believe in, you'd be surprised, you are much stronger than you think.

In a sense I portray myself in a very androgynous way, and I love androgyny.

My new year's resolution: Never be afraid to be kicked in the teeth. Let the blood and the bruises define your legacy.

Rejoice and love yourself today 'Cause baby, you were born this way.

Whether I'm wearing lots of makeup or no makeup, I'm always the same person inside.

I'm definitely a Polaroid camera girl. For me, what I'm really excited about is bringing back the artistry and the nature of Polaroid.

If I had been a member of the academic establishment, I could have done other experiments.

A lack of doxology leads to depravity.

Do not believe your thoughts, neither when they tell you that you are terrible, nor when they tell you that you are a saint.

Though I was excited about the Sojourner Truth play, it was not reassuring to think that my entire future might depend on the success of that one show.

For when one considers the universe, can anyone be so simple-minded as not to believe that the Divine is present in everything, pervading, embracing and penetrating it?

Everybody understood that if the proof is correct then no other recognition is needed.

While "cute" is hopelessly anchored to the Teletubby ideal, "ugly" is free to take infinite varieties. In this way, ugly is beautiful.

If you look even at Pittsburgh, where I grew up, you've now replaced steel jobs with technology jobs, and they pay better.

Losing is the price we pay for living. It is also the source of much of our growth and gain.

What nobility of feeling! To sacrifice your own pleasure to preserve the comfort of others! It is a thing, I confess, that would never occur to me.