black isn't beautiful and it isn't ugly - black is! It's not kinky hair and it's not straight hair - it just is.

Spoiled. That's all it's about - can't live without this, can't live without that. You can live without anything you weren't born with, and you can make it through on even half of that.

Not only is your story worth telling, but it can be told in words so painstakingly eloquent that it becomes a song.

You can't teach talent. You can't put in what God left out - but you can teach confidence.

Home. It's being new and old all rolled into one. Measuring your new against old friends, old ways, old places, Knowing that as long as the old survives, you can keep changing as much as you want without the nightmare of waking up to a total stranger.

Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes.

Time is a funny thing. I was always puzzled with the way a single day could stretch itself out to the point of eternity in your mind, all while years melted down into the fraction of a second.