We spend most of the time searching for love, but once we get what we want, we stop working, but the real work still has to be done.

Cause what good is this freedom, if I ain’t free to love you?

Truth was, I was afraid to be. I was afraid that my joy would bring back more bad.

Our love was sweet and tart like lemonade on a sun-scorched day or the sweat that runs down your lover’s face. It was bittersweet, more bitter than sweet.

Change never come without a fight. And you should know by reading this that joy never come without pain.

I don’t drink or do any drugs. I never have and I never will. I don’t need them. I’m a black woman from the land of the free, home of the brave, and I figure I don’t need another illusion.

When you walk with purpose, you collide with destiny.

Music does more than soothe the soul, it brings balance to the mind, body, and spirit.

I learned long ago that when change comes, you gotta slow down and take note of it. In the midst of that change is all the possibility in the world.