My mother is a walking contradiction and so is every woman in the universe. I am passionately inspired by contradictions.

There is no beauty without passion or love. There is no victory without sacrafice or struggle. The beautiful struggle.

Fun thing? Fun thing? This is a job. This isn't fun. This is a job. This is a passion.

I construct tangibility out of thin air, dreams.

I don't see a white woman. I see a black woman, even though my mother is white [her father Jerome is black]. Knowing that has made my life easier, I think.

The woman is uniformly sacrificed to the wife and mother