You can pay for school, but you can't buy class

Don't tell me what was said about me. Tell me why they were so comfortable to say it to you.

Remind yourself. Nobody built like you, you design yourself.

Everybody look at you strange, say you changed Like you work that hard to stay the same.

You not feeling me, fine. It costs you nothing, pay me no mind.

A wise man told me don't argue with fools. Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who.

Don't ever go with the flow. Be the flow.

I seen the worst of the worst. I deserve every blessing I receive I'm from the dirt.

Everybody can tell you how to do it but they never done it

Identity is a prison you can never escape, but the way to redeem your past is not to run from it, but to try to understand it, and use it as a foundation to grow.

Ain't nothin' wrong with the aim, just gotta change the target.

She keeps telling herself and others that she doesn't want a relationship to silence the longing in her soul. That alternative fact feeds her insecurities and starves her soul.

The word is only a representation of the meaning, even at its best, writing almost always falls short of full meaning.

Her pulse raced, pounding in her ears above the howling wind. A wave of dizziness crashed over her with the rapid flood of adrenaline. She gasped in a breath. “Don’t let go.

The Iranians may simply try to run out the clock.

Be who you are, not who the world wants you to be.

I do not believe in communism any more than you do but there is nothing wrong with the Communists in this country. Several of the best friends I have got are Communists.

Next year, if no one gives me any work, that's fine. I'm not going to do well anyway. I'm not an actor, I'm just exploiting this industry.

Can you be sure?" "I haven't spent the last fifteen hundred years learning how to knit my own socks, boy!" The crone looked like she might box Heinrich's ears, if she could reach them.

The worlds of thought and action overlap. What you think has a way of becoming true.

I refuse the title of artist to those who owe their reputations to a physical deformity. I regard them as buffoons.