Vengeance and revenge are just two words for pain.

As I look back over my life, before I had any real identity, I was a traveler. I grew up an Army brat, a runaway, an activist, and a musician. All my life I've been traveling.

Vengeance and revenge are just two words for pain.

The love that I pray every day is manifest through me. Not because I'm a loving person, but because the God that I serve loves everybody.

I resent like hell that I was maybe eighteen before I ever heard the 'L' word. It would have made all the difference for me had I grown up knowing that the reason I didn't fit in was because they hadn't told me there were more categories to fit into.

Their lives ran in circles so small They thought they'd seen it all

When I grow up I want to be an old woman.