Be a lamp unto yourself. Work out your liberation with diligence.

I understand a fury in your words. But not your words.

Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- it's everything except what it is!

God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.

I think the words you stop yourself from saying are the ones that will haunt you the longest.

The worst loneliness is not to be comfortable with yourself.