The bad news is that yesterday sucked. The good news is that yesterday is gone. Today's a new day. Own it! Shape it! Live it!

Cry. Forgive. Learn. Move on. Let your tears water the seeds of your future happiness.

Don't confuse poor decision-making with destiny. Own your mistakes. It's ok; we all make them. Learn from them so they can empower you!

The road to success is always under construction.

I want to be in a relationship where you telling me you love me is just a ceremonious validation of what you already show me.

When in a relationship, a real man doesn't make his woman jealous of others, he makes others jealous of his woman.

Live your truth. Express your love. Share your enthusiasm. Take action towards your dreams. Walk your talk. Dance and sing to your music. Embrace your blessings. Make today worth remembering.

I find the best way to love someone is not to change them, but instead, help them reveal the greatest version of themselves.

I believe in the immeasurable power of love that true love can endure any circumstance and reach across any distance.

When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive—to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love—then make that day count!

If you're not comfortable enough with yourself or with your own truth when entering a relationship, then you're not ready for that relationship.

As a young girl I was told the truth. I knew about death. I was afraid to lose but not afraid to die.

A lot of acting is private time.

If I paint like a barbarian, it's because we live in a barbarous age

Fame is not the worst thing. I went to dinner the other night, and the girls in the restaurant ignored me. It was so annoying.

Most things are predestined, but some are just darn sheer luck, said Roaring Abel.

A strong and bitter book-sickness floods one's soul. How ignominious to be strapped to this ponderous mass of paper, print, and dead men's sentiments!

I always thought signing was an artist's honour and guarantee of authenticity.

I had done a guerrilla in World War II, so I had some knowledge of, of the the village life, and the way guerrillas worked.

Openness to my own dreams puts me in touch with the oldest, most human aspects of who I am; it helps me find my place in the community of man.

There are not enough poems in praise of bed.