You may kill me with your hatefulness, but like air I'll rise.

That knowledge humbles me, melts my bones, closes my ears, and makes my teeth rock loosely in their gums. And it also liberates me. I am a big bird winging over high mountains, down into serene valleys. I am ripples of waves on silver seas. I'm a spring leaf trembling in anticipation.

The city became for me the ideal of what I wanted to be as a grown-up. Friendly, but never gushing, cool but not frigid or distant, distinguished without the awful stiffness.

Every storm runs out of rain.

Life likes to be taken by the lapel and told, "I'm with you kid. Let's go!

Seek the fashion which truly fits and befits you. You will always be in fashion if you are true to yourself, and only if you are true to yourself.

Life's a bitch, you've got to go out and kick ass.

I am Woman, Phenomenally, Phenomenal Woman, that's me.

Go," she whispered. "Go. Show them you spell your name W-O-M-A-N.