We'd rather have a grand spectacle of retribution of the 'wicked', than their silent walk towards redemption that our wishes questions the depth and nature of our love and hearts.

Good intentions do not always suffice.

From the point in life when a man/woman is responsible for his/her choices, he/she starts to live a story brought to life by the dreams that have been consciously or subconsciously conceived.

You can choose daily to brace up and face the harsh realities of life . . . Or while away the days that come by daydreaming . . . Better still, you can make your dreams your realities.

You can be beautiful, kind and, also, strong. Strength can be shown in very many ways besides a sword or bow.

One of the greatest purposes a man/woman can ever be indulged in is the positive evolution of self for the selfless service to humanity.

When you have a good heart, kindness becomes a responsibility you take up.

A lady laced with grace . . . Such, is impossible to despise.

The will, we have, is a very strong force. If we set our minds to get to a goal and focus intensely on it, it’s hard for anything to get in the way.

Knowing that one thing you want is a great step. Sure, whether you prefer or not, you'll get offers, and many will seem just like that one thing you want.

Knowing that one thing you want is a great step. Sure, whether you prefer or not, you'll get offers, and many will seem that one thing you want.

Learn to trust yourself and you will create a meaningful life.

It's all about the spirit. Every man, woman and child should be seen as a spirit first, before anything else. We are all spirits in the first instance.

It's good to be mad for someone, but that's great if you are made for same one.

If I had two breaths left in me, the first one I would use to tell you I miss you, and the second that I love you.

It's never been my purpose to become an American icon, or more famous or richer.

Happiness comes when we test our skills towards some meaningful purpose.

I have had a lot of experience in broadcasting.

I felt like a number of things in me as a writer just clicked.

[On being told party guests were ducking for apples:] There, but for a typographical error, is the story of my life.

Artists teach critics what to think. Critics repeat what the artists teach them.