If a ray of light falls into a pigsty, it is the ray that shows us the muck and it is the ray that is offensive.

Others find humanity by looking in their own hearts. Only lost souls need to search for it outside themselves.

She never wanted to be a precious stone. She wished to be an ordinary pebble in a stream who could enjoy the simplicity of life with water cleansing her, maintaining her purity.

The spot I hold in society is of knowing who I am and not having someone to tell me what I should already know.

Written By Marcquiese Burrell

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