Quotes About Empowerment

Adoptive Mom? I am a Mom. I need no other label or prefix.

Sometimes you have to fight what won't yield and put yourself where it's safe to be crazy.

There is nothing that you can do to me that my own craziness doesn't do to me smarter and faster and better.

There isn't ever going to be an end," she said. "The point is that people have to continue always speaking up and not being afraid.

I can't change what happened to you in the past, but together we may be able to use your experience to help protect other people.

For the girls with messy hair and thirsy hearts.

She thought of all the things she'd forgotten to be scared of.

I'm nothing to you, am I?' Peter said once in a particularly intense arguement about where to find wild turnips. To these kinds of accusations, Tiger Lily would reply that he was trying to make her into his little chicken, and that she would never be anyone's 'little obedient chicken

Heroes didn't leap tall buildings or stop bullets with an outstretched hand; they didn't wear boots and capes. They bled, and they bruised, and their superpowers were as simple as listening, or loving. Heroes were ordinary people who knew that even if their own lives were impossibly knotted, they could untangle someone else's. And maybe that one act could lead someone to rescue you right back.

the more you read God's Word, the more you'll know it, and the more you know it, the more you'll love it—and the more it will define and empower your prayers.

How will your experience pave the way for a new voice in America? I hope it will take you out these doors, out into the open air. You will breathe it in your lungs and say, "From now on, this life will be what I stand for . . . Move over–this is my story now."

Carry on the Flame to a new dawn I am with you. ~the Goddess of the Stars and the Sea

Black culture and history as something worthy of study, and to replace the "n-word" with "Brother" and "Sister." You see, the "n-word" was not some reclamation of Black community; it was part of a process of dehumanization required by chattel slavery. We weren't human beings; we were n*****. I have not used the word since walking into M. Navies' class. I was 13 years old." - Melina Abdullah

White-supremacist-patriarchal-heteronormative-capitalism socializes us to aspire to "good Negro" status. It convince little Black girls from East Oakland to graduate from Howard—summa cum laude and Phi Beta Kappa, to pledge the oldest Black sorority, to earn PhDs, to be in the "right" rooms…" - Melina Abdullah

We must not reach for a status that is only bestowed by a white supremacist system that really despises us. We must resist. To claim not only our alignment with n****s, but our identity as N****s ourselves is the greatest act of defiance; it is our sacred duty as descendants of enslaved people, freedom fighters, street corner hustlers, and our own grandparents. Ultimately N**** theory— and praxis— is what will get us free." - Melina Abdullah

If he's just not into you anymore, then buy yourself a cute pair of shoes and strut your fabulousness elsewhere.

Las chicas deberían ser sólo quienes son, sabes. ¿Es demasiado pedir?

However, leadership is not confined to the CEO. Leadership is better understood as a process that can take place at any level of an organization.

There's one more thing I want to say. It's a touchy subject. Black beauty. Black sensuality. We live in a culture where the beauty of black people isn't always as celebrated as other types. I'd like to help change that if I can!

Funny how, whenever men talked about freedom, they never really meant for the women

We're all like children, Rikke. The older you get, the more you realise the grown-ups won't suddenly walk in and set things right. You want things right, you have to put 'em right yourself.

Coddling a body cheats 'em out of finding their own strength.

The chauffeuses . . . were manifestly ladies of the new school . . . not sitting in balconies, gazing at sympathetic stars and longing for the hero to return. No, indeed, they were following him in a motor car.

Pray for the dead, but fight like hell for the living. —Mother Jones