The things I carry are my thoughts. That's it. They are the only weight. My thoughts determine whether I am free and light or burdened.

Now I know what success is: living your truth, sharing it.

Decide what your truth is. Then live it.

No matter how smart we may think we are, no matter how committed we are to our truth, we can lose our way.

Ask yourself: what is it, that if I believed it down to my core, would change everything?

The act of going within, finding our truth, and then sharing it, it helps us far more than we know.

One thing I've learned: we don't stumble accidentally into an amazing life. It takes decision, a commitment to consistently work on ourselves.

Pain doesn't last. And when it's gone, we have something to show for it. Growth.

If there's a definition of freedom, I think it's this: living life on your terms.

Success and failure come and go, but don't let them define you. It's who you are that matters.

Peace is letting it be. Letting life flow, letting emotions flow through you.

Be loving and kind to everyone.

My behavior last night was poor.""Poor?" Agatha coughed. "You pushed me through a window!

Competition is about passion for perfection and passion for other people who join in this impossible quest.

I just don't like to ask for things.

I'm happy of being in Real Madrid ... I've fulfilled my dream.

Face it, the system is rigged, and it's rigged against us.

A period of high civilization is one in which thoughts fly freely from mind to mind, from one country to another-yes, from the past into the present.

If it's boring, then it's tiring.

I wouldn't even say that I'm a rapper. I'd say I'm more of a messenger.

And specialness - everyone wants it. But Jesus, is it the most essential thing there is? Most people aren't talented. So what are they supposed to do - kill themselves?