Why fall in love, when you can fall asleep
My husband has quite simply been my strength and stay all these years, and I owe him a debt greater than he would ever claim.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
My mom and dad didn’t love each other, so they were always fighting.
Love is like a fart. If you have to force it, itøs probably crap.
It may be that you can not buy love for money – but you can buy something similar to confusion.
Accepting your nose is the first step to self-love.
I’ve never worried about my color. I never had the black thing. If the whole world was like this, maybe there would be more harmony and love. Maybe it is. I don’t have a problem with being black in a white country or being with my people.