I was very independent growing up, but there were things that were bothering me that I never told … - Janet Jackson

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It is not possible, given any degree of optimism and generosity in regard to people in general, to set a time limit on creative reflection or a limitation on the number of people involved in the creation.

Janet Jackson

I was very independent growing up, but there were things that were bothering me that I never told anybody. I would talk to our animals at home.

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I'm convinced that we Black women possess a special indestructible strength that allows us to not only get down, but to get up, to get through, and to get over.

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I can be happy with who I am, not what I should be, or what I might have been, or what someone tells me I must be.

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I don't believe in luck. . . . It's persistence, hard work, and not forgetting your dream.

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Everywhere I go, every smile I see, I know you are there smilin' back at me. Dancin' in moonlight, I know you are free 'cause I can see your star shinin' down on me.

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