Beauty doesn't matter because in the end, we all lose our looks and all we have is our heart.

People close to me called me 'Curry in a Hurry.' I was moving through life at 100 miles an hour trying to further my career and be a great mom and make everyone happy.

When you treat yourself right, you run better and more efficiently. Which means you don't have to go 100 miles an hour to get everything done.

If you can have faith in your real self, you'll suffer less. Be bold about who you really are.

Journalism is an act of faith in the future.

World Refugee Day is a reminder that there is no 'us' and 'them.' There is only us, one human family, connected in ways we sometimes forget.

It's time to be bold about who you really are.

Maybe the best thing you'll ever do, you haven't even thought of yet.

Never ever give up, even, and especially, when there is no chance of winning.

I choose to fill my days with what I'm passionate about, and live with purpose.

Women have demanded and gotten better jobs and more power. But the one thing we deserve is a better relationship with ourselves.

Global inequality means that while the wealthy have too few needs, the needy have too little wealth. Capitalism is stymied, courting long-term disaster.

Learn to be assertive without anger attached to it.

I had never confronted my parents with the true feelings I had for them, and I had certainly never expressed the depth of my feeling for my mother, being too selfish to try when I should have.

I can no longer serve justice in the way I have attempted to do during the past 30 years - I can do it only in the way I have now chosen.

I think that violence and nonviolence are not moral principles, they’re tactics.

Whoever does not accept my teaching may not be saved - for it is God's teaching and not mine.

We all love to see women on top, and as the record shows, this next powerful woman is always on top. She does it all by living for love.

When you're making a singular pop song, you don't really need any subject matter. You just sort of say, "Uh, I love you." And then you try to figure out some rhyme for that, and there never is one.

What exactly is your 'fair share' of what 'someone else' has worked for?

I wouldn't cross the street to hear Ingersoll preach on the mistakes of Moses, but I'd love to hear Moses preach on the mistakes of Ingersoll!