I don’t know how to drive.
Me: Unbothered, moisturized, in my lane, well-hydrated, flourishing.
I have real good parents. They poor. They have regular, poor jobs and what not. They real good people and what not; I was just raised in a bad society.
I was always scared to follow my dreams because if I follow my dreams and I fail, I can’t dream about it anymore. It’s easier to settle for less.
I feel beautiful without makeup on, but when I do put makeup on, it just gives me this extra pop.
Am I ever gonna grow a thick skin? No.
If a girl have beef with me, she gon’ have beef with me forever.
No one gossips about other people’s secret virtues.
If you are not criticized, you may not be doing much.
You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another. There’s nothing to that.
Whoever is happy will make others happy too.
Do you realize that you can’t play the game of life with sweaty palms?
Coming together is the beginning. Keeping together is progress. Working together is success.
Water from the white fountain didn’t taste any better than from the black fountain.
In theory, there is no difference between theory and practice; In practice, there is.
Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.
History is more or less bunk.
Let us not forget: I didn’t just wake up First Lady… I mean, I went to law school, I practised law, I worked for the city, I ran a nonprofit (and) I was an executive at a hospital. I’ve been in the world. I’ve worked in every sector, and you don’t do that without coming up against some stuff. You know, having your feelings hurt, having people say things about you that aren’t true Life hits you, so over the course of living, you learn how to protect yourself in it. You learn to take in what you need and get rid of the stuff that’s clearly not true.
Until you’ve lost your reputation, you never realize what a burden it was.
A day wasted on others is not wasted on one’s self.
Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.
Many people seem to believe that Greenfield Village and the Edison Institute and Museum at Dearborn, with their specimens of earlier type of American life and industry, are just a kind of antiquarian hobby of mine. I do not deny that they have given me a great deal of interest and pleasure. But the project is vastly more than a hobby. It has very definite purposes, and I hope will have results lasting down the years. One purpose is to remind the public who visit it and sometimes there are thousands a day–of how farand how fast we have come in technical progress in the last century or so. If we have come so far and so fast, is it likely that we shall stop now?