“The heaviest heart eventually heals to heavenly heights. Never give up.”

“Sometimes this sentence “I am praying for you” can be so dishonest and lowering that there are occasions I have looked up in heaven and asked God, “please don’t accept that prayer”.”

“Fear confines us to lesser choices that we can’t grow. Hope liberates us to greater heights that we can grow.”

“Then I saw his kind eyes, a comfort I desired. Then I saw his height, a knight I needed by my side. Then I saw his body, a man I surrendered to.”

“Gentlemen, like a bee do not give up to work that nectar in the soul of your queen until she has enough sweetness to be shared by both of you.”

“My lips swelled with red freshness, my chest heaved proudly with a pair of pointed African drums, my face tempted with its sweetness like Kilimanjaro waters and my height spoke a language only a Maasai warrior knew.”

“I have learned that love is not a button which you can switch it on when wonderfully sizzling and switch off when heart broken. When you love you cannot put a past tense to it because if you do then it was never love in the first place. But if love was there, then it persists in different forms such as mutual respect but never hatred.”