Never trust a man in a blue trench coat, never drive a car when you're dead
You have this way of making me feel like I can fly.
Let's go back, back to the Beginning.
I just think that there's so much judgment in the world, whether it's coming from women in general or from men onto women - it's a lot. And when it comes to being a mom, I wish everyone could band together and realize that everyone has different beliefs, different styles, and different things that work them and their family.
I always feel like I'm in the five to ten pound struggle, but my life is so busy. I'm just not that concerned, really. I'm normal and I'm perfectly happy being that way. Some weeks I'm like, 'Man, my clothes are fitting so good' and then some weeks I'm like, 'I need to cut back on a few things,' but that's it. I don't fall into the trap of having to be 110 pounds.
The love you have for your child is so much greater than any challenge you'll face as a parent, and that's what helps you through.
When a newspaper comes out that says 'Duff' Puff - she must have gained 15 pounds' or something like that, how would any normal person react?
It becomes more and more difficult to avoid the idea of black men as subjects of not just racial profiling but of an insidious form of racial obliteration sanctioned by silence.
This time the fluttery feeling in my stomach was more intense. It made the inside of my thighs tingle and my breathing deepen.
A friend gave me a drug for attention deficit disorder, because he's afflicted, but I'm not. So what happened to me is I suddenly had an extra-long attention span. People would tell me a story, and it would end, and I'd get all mad. "Come on, man, there has to be more to that story. "
We only labor to stuff the memory, and leave the conscience and the understanding unfurnished and void.