We all have a voice. Some a whisper, some a roar. If you can roar, roar for others. If you can only whisper, keep trying. Every roar started small.

Feed your soul; books, places, people, anything. That helps it grow.

Try not to judge others. Because someone might have gone through something that you wouldn't have survived if it happened to you.

You may be a poet and not even know it.

Fight everyday for a better life.

You can, you will. You did.