You can't sweep something broken into a bag and call it whole. It takes repair.

I may not always like at times, but life is a beautiful blend of joy, tragedy and dreams. If not for one, I could not have the other.

All of the years I spent trying to be someone you could be proud of would have been better spent being proud of myself for who I already was.

Life became more aligned when I started taking some of the advice I'd been dishing out to my friends.

Don't forget to pause and nourish yourself a bit along the way. When you're born to help others sometimes you forget to help yourself.

I call my it "the Book of Paula" or BoP for short. Those are my own opinions, based on experience.

And my heart is breakingMy heart is lying on the floor in a pool of tearsI keep asking the same questions only to have them unanswered

I don't know the perfect thing to say when a person is hurting but I do know the last thing they want to hear are reasons they shouldn't be hurting.

Hurting the person who hurt you won't heal your pain. Let them go. Karma will deal with them you don't have to write the script for the universe.

The burden of my anxiety is not my child's.

When we see others cry it is difficult, not because of feeling their pain, but your own.

Sometimes you remind me a lot of James. He called it my 'furry little problem' in company. Many people were under the impression that I owned a badly behaved rabbit.

I don’t know why it’s not universally acknowledged that looking back is a terrible idea. It only makes going forward that much harder.

To engage with criticism, is on some level, a validation of that which otherwise would go unnoticed.

True genius doesn't fulfill expectations it shatters them.

If there hadn't been an Elvis, there wouldn't have been the Beatles.

In the middle of a wrist's suicide slash-line, below the layered skin and above the pulse, there's an acupuncture point that says, “Get back to who you were meant to be.”

I don't know these people and they aren't my flowers.

The hands that help are better far / Than lips that pray. / Love is the ever gleaming star / That leads the way, / That shines, not on vague worlds of bliss, / But on a paradise in this.

Hip-hop has a feeling element, it's not just about knowing music. It's not like classical music or jazz where you can go on raw energy.

I tell the truth through music. Other people tend to catch on and agree with my truth and it turns out we are all really similar.