It seems some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams " haha

i believed that imagination is stronger than knowledge, sometimes that dreams are more powerful than fact, stronger dreams may seized peoples heart with full of amore/love

our life has one chance in this world

i remind myself every morning, commitment is a big part of trustworthy, what i am and what i believe

Be who you are and say what you feel, but if you can't handle, then you sure as hell don't deserve, darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that

always be positive, don't depend on others

Life is like a boxing match, it seems, society has not been able to abolish human sadness, no political system can deliver us from the pain of living, from our fear of crime

Dont let them go, but just remember, some come, some go, keep trying, hold on and always, always believe in yourself, so keep your head high, keep your chin up and smile in every situation :

smile through your heart, your heart smile through your eye

Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow, hope lies in dreams in imagination

Be diplomatic and let them know how it would be a pleasure to assist them in any way you can

Memory is the happiness of being alone.

I don't have any ideas; my coaches have them. I just pass the ideas on and referee the arguments.

No amount of toying with shades of print or with printing papers will transform a commonplace photograph into anything other than a commonplace photograph.

People shout out for songs and I don't even remember writing them.

Libertarianism is a theory of politics that is so compelling that once you have absorbed it, it becomes the lens through which you end up understanding all economic and political events.

Today I am a woman torn between the terror that everything might change and the equal terror that everything might carry on exactly the same for the rest of my days.

The three girls were sitting and lying beside her, holding one another, weeping, their arms and legs and hair tangled like the roots of close trees, sobs shaking them like leaves in a high wind.

Truthfully, without over-egging it, as I often do, the library and journalism, those things made me who I am.

Zimbabwe is a lost country. There is no money in Zimbabwe, everything stands still. The economy of the country is in shambles, the inflation is the highest in this world.

There is no way to prosperity, prosperity is the way.