The thing is, I don't even hate cops. To tell you the truth, I actually feel a little sorry for them.

It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It flies, it tells, and worst of all, it runs out.

And then there's the sickness I feel from looking at legs I can't touch, or at lips that don't smile at me. Or hips that don't reach for me. And hearts that don't beat for me.

The city buildings in the distance are holding up the sky, it seems.

It makes me wonder, Do we spend most of our days trying to remember or forget things? Do we spend most of our time running towards or away from our lives? I don't know.

Time will tell, I suppose, or at least, these pages will.

The only people we want to blame are ourselves, because it will be ourselves that we rely upon.

... because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it. It's the ones in between that test you. They're the ones that bring questions with them.

That paper--it sits there, open at the employment section. It sits there like a war, and each small advertisement is another trench for a person to dive into. To hope and fight in.

Secrets only ended up hurting other people.

When you read without an open mind, you're already filtering ideas and intended message. Selective reading contributes to wilful ignorance.

How do you judge the brightness of a light when you’re the source? A spotlight can never see the shadows it casts.

A nation without the means of reform is without the means of survival.

I think Black people need to take self-esteem seriously.

Designers + artists see potential in things where others do not. I think artists in many ways are the original entrepreneurs.

A system is nothing more than the subordination of all aspects of the universe to any one of such aspects.

I'm a bit of a layman physics junkie. I don't really understand it, but I love trying to understand it.

I only choose musicians who I think will emerge, can emerge, with their own character, while still going along with the tune in question.

I could be a vegan in sackcloth and flip-flops, but I find fabulous boots with periwinkle cuffs a far preferable option.