The truth that people are missing about certain things, you know when they get fearful and they get hateful, and they repress other peoples, is the greatest truth of all, you know, the truth of love and understanding and clarity about all those issues. And it's like, one day, one day, everybody's gonna know, myself included, over certain things. But, so it's like, it's alright, you know, you hate me now, but that's cool, because I see a better day and I know that there's a higher truth, and you're wrong about hating me because I'm gay.

I give it up to women who have the power to keep their spirit alive under very difficult circumstances.

The less I seek my source for some definitive, the closer I am to fine.

I'm a little bit antisocial and I recently discovered that I'm introverted. But the love between people makes me alive.

I cry when I feel like crying.

Love is selflessness and self-fullness; it can only be known deeply with an open, vulnerable heart.

I see people whose spirits are not broken, who continue to work for justice. That makes me feel alive, when I witness their work, and then I witness some of their dreams come to fruition.