When you are not free, you are not creating; you are being created.

Comfort in expressing your emotions will allow you to share the best of yourself with others, but not being able to control your emotions will reveal your worst.

Freedom is not a gift nor does it simply exist for us to have, but rather it is a sacred duty, and its blessed yield of hope is born from none other than the blood of the innocent.

Our creations are the outward expressions of our inner truths.

Birth and death; we all move between these two unknowns.

In the company of the accomplished, people hope it will rub off on themselves, in the company of the misfortunate, they fear it!

Giving yourself is the ultimate revolution.