Every man has a train of thought on which he rides when he is alone.

Men build too many walls and not enough bridges.

We cannot tell what may happen to us in the strange medley of life. But we can decide what happens in us - how we can take it, what we do with it - and that is what really counts in the end.

More than an institution, more than a tradition, more than a society, Masonry is one of the forms of Divine life upon earth.

Belief is truth held in the mind; faith is a fire in the heart.

Not what we have, but what we use, not what we see, but what we choose, these are the things that mar or bless the sum of human happiness.

Love is lost in immensities; it comes in simple, gentle ways.

An egotist is not a man who thinks too much of himself; he is a man who thinks too little of other people.

A duty dodged is like a debt unpaid; it is only deferred, and we must come back and settle the account at last.

So many of us know what we are against, but not what we are for-what we disbelieve, not what we believe. A negative life easily becomes neutral and futile.

Instead of criticizing Masonry, let us than God for one alter where no man is asked to surrender his liberty of thought and become an indistinguishable atom on a mass of sectarian agglomeration.

In moments of great change we suffer, somehow hoping deep down that our emotions and our dramas can change the future or prevent it from happening. Future happens regardless.

Nothing can dwindle to nothing, as Nature restores one thing from the stuff of another, nor does she allow a birth, without a corresponding death.

My relationship stays strong because I serenade her with my actions and I write poetry in her heart with my deeds. My endless love is expressed with more than just my words

Some folks call her a runaway. A failure in the race. But she knows where her ticket takes her. She will find her place in the sun

Free nations with different histories, economies and a vast amount of stubborn pride will never achieve complete agreement, even when they desire the same objectives.

I knew 'Mars Needs Moms! ' would be a movie seconds after the title came to mind. Similarly, I also knew that my daughter would be calling me a dork as a default term of endearment eventually.

I like to play with the conventions around what we expect of paintings historically. But I also like to play with the conventions that you expect from a Kehinde Wiley painting, too.

Later on when it became a routine it was not as exciting I'll admit that. The first three years were wonderful, the rest were just money making and having fun.

I'm rockin' PJ's and no shirt. I smoke weed, eat yogurt

The literacy level at Mississippi prisons? Fifth grade. Can't read, what are you going to do? If you've got a conviction rap, what are you going to do? It's a real crisis.