I can't change the world, but I'm hoping that what I say and do will inspire everyone to try.
When the face in the mirror doesn’t please you, turn it into a canvas.
My heart was closed. Cold. I was self-conscious and cynical.
These are the pieces of my youth, the small secrets and the not-so-great expectations that defined my coming of age.
Doesn't the world inside a black and white photograph seem more real? It's because the real world is losing its color
I disliked the unfamiliar happiness more than the familiar sadness