Never accept yourself as a finished product. Be a finished product when you die. As long as you have breath in your lungs, expand yourself.

Some roses grow through concrete. Remember that.

Sometimes I think the Most High believes I can shoulder the weight of 1000 stars.

Like caterpillars our metamorphosis begins with what comes from our mouth. Caterpillars spin silk cocoons from the mouth. We speak life or death, success or failure. All transformation starts with what comes from our mouth.

You settle for less, you get less.

I would tell my 14 year old self to never ever, ever put all of your money in one bank account. And love the ones who love you back. You’re going to want to quit…DON’T!...

Drama does not just walk into our lives. Either we create it, invite it, or associate with it.

I don’t want to be around people who accept me as is, in my unrefined state of becoming. I consistently want people around me who push and encourage me to be my ultimate best, who...

Be selective in your battles…

Quality sells itself. No hype needed.

Everyone’s life changes when they meet their Obi-Wan & their Yoda, or their Morpheus & their Oracle; those who help remove the veil.

When my son speaks of playing sports, I’ve always told him: playing on the team is great, but aspire to be the guy who owns the team. I’ve always told my son: most of the...

Pain speaks louder than words ever could. Like most things it serves as both messenger and a symbol.

A writer will divine a metaphor from a pattern on a dress, or a gesture, because sunsets have been done before.

can’t even sleep through the night without you and those sun-dried ginger ale complected limbs crocheted into my thighs…

Every morning I look in the mirror and remind myself: “No one owes you sh*t!” In this way, I am never disappointed. Never placing blame.