Yet he saw that in all places there was originality, resulting from the human efforts at decoration and ingenious methods of survival.

I may not know what my heart truly holds, but who does? I think we're all mysteries, even to ourselves.

Today is such a lovely day, my heart is dancing with joy.My mind is flowing with timeand my soul is longing for your soul.

there are no houses to wife. only window seats to occupy when the weather needs changing & waters to flow past our ankles on Sundays as we fish.

I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little inkdrops, And posting it.

Almost half of the Turkish population believes it is not legitimate to criticize the government. Interestingly, this correlates with the number of supporters of Erdogan's government.

As human rights throughout the world continue to be abused, Raoul Wallenberg stands as a courageous example that should inspire us all.

I wouldn't write about sh*t I don't know. You won't hear me write about politics in Africa and stuff, because I don't know enough about it. And I would never rap about something I can't back up.

Writing my own diary is the best form of remembrance, but only for my own use. I need these notes; it's like an impulse.

A house divided cannot stand for long. That goes for politicians and the rest of us.

Everybody contributes something to the system, and everybody suffers from the system.