Whenever we submit our will to someone else’s opinion, a part of us dies

I consider myself a crayon... I may not be your favorite color but one day you'll need me to complete your picture.

Let me be patient, let me be kind, make me unselfish, without being blind.

We should always be aspiring to know more, and to better ourselves, and to improve ourselves. To improve ourselves, because that's how we improve the world around us, by working within us.

And deep in my heart. The answer, it was in me. And I made up my mind. To define my own destiny

Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem!

Everything we do should be a result of our gratitude for what God has done for us.

Love is an incredible thing but we don't know love like we should. Unconditional love we don't know it because if a person stops stimulating us, we stop loving them.

I am no longer going to become a fictional character to please people. That's too much work.

I need to be surrounded by people as passionate and as dedicated as I am.

To me that's a reflection of love, when someone can see you enjoying yourself, and want to participate, or want to encourage, or want to help you to do something that you enjoy.

The battle we are fighting is not against a particular group. It is against human nature - or at least what it has become.

What is it that makes a person insist passionately on the existence of metaphysical realities that can be neither demonstrated nor refuted? (176)

May God’s grace abound to you for every good work.

I had a hard time going back to school after T2. I really didnt want to go to private school.

There's been essentially the same analysis over and over again and very little allowance made for different views and interpretations and reflections.

Marks on paper are free - free speech - press - pictures all go together I suppose.

When most of us talk to our dogs, we tend to forget that they're not people.

But after that you don't see a lot of real good fundamental play. You see a showboat-type basketball which is almost parallel to street basketball.

For all of us, love can be the natural state of our own being; naturally at peace, naturally connected, because this becomes the reflection of who we simply are.

Attack like the Fire and be still as the Mountain