Right now is the time for you to visualize and create your future. Make it as healthy and bright and joyful as you can. It's your life, and you're going to live it.

Life is very simple. What I give out comes back to me. Today, I choose to give love.

I choose to make the rest of my life the best of my life.

I cannot change another person. I let others be who they are, and I simply love who I am.

Life is a lottery that we've already won. But most people have not cashed in their tickets.

I love myself, therefore, I behave in a loving way to all people for I know that that which I give out returns to me multiplied.

If we are willing to do the mental work, almost anything can be healed.

I am grateful for being alive today. It is my joy and pleasure to live another wonderful day.

Know that you are the perfect age. Each year is special and precious, for you shall only live it once. Be comfortable with growing older.

I give myself permission to be all that I can be, and I deserve the very best in life.

I truly believe that we are here to bless and prosper, each other.

At every age we play the same game, just by different rules.

Being well-dressed gives a feeling of inward tranquility which psychoanalysis is powerless to bestow.

To act the part of a true friend requires more conscientious feeling than to fill with credit and complacency any other station or capacity in social life.

Hip-hop is universal now, it's all commercial now. It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now.

All I see are ankles and wrists--and FYI, you're pulling a Mileyfrickin'-Cyrus with that belly flash. Not attractive.

If you look at creation the way it is, it is explosively beautiful.

Failure is the foundation of truth. It teaches us what isn't true, and that is a great beginning. To fear failure is to fear the possibility of truth.

I can work on a verse for a very long time before realising it's not any good and then, and only then, can I discard it.

Honest poverty is a gem that even a king might be proud to call his own - but I wish to sell out

What is beyond the mind, has no boundary, In it our senses end.