The more you do for people, the less grateful they become, but don’t let that deter your sincere spirit of giving.

If you run fast enough, you can still catch those dreams. Don't give up yet!

I miss being in Barbados in December,That is a time I always remember,The smell of varnish on the wooden floors,And the smell of paint on the wooden doorsThe crowds in de Supermarket,Buying up the rum,And the music blastingPuh rup a pum pum

For when he was poor, he had an unpretentious heart, but when he became rich, he became filled with arrogance.

I may not have a world of things, I may not have the biggest wings, What I do have is a heart of love, Because I trust the One above

If we could think about somebody else other than ourselves for a few minutes a day, this world would be so much better off.

The best feeling in the world, is to be able to help someone else other than yourself.

Praise children when they do good, And if they should stumble or fall, Show them how to be humble,Show them how to stand tall

Find children in your neighborhood,Teach them to read and writeTake them out of the darkness,Into the light

Find children in your neighborhood,Teach them how to read and writeTake them out of the darkness,Into the light

No one leaves this hidden treasure,Feeling the same way they came,They always refer their friends to this Gem,This island with a beautiful name,My beautiful “Bim”—Barbados

It took me thirty years to find myself, I had little wealth, But I had my health

Never allow anyone to take you out of character, some people know which buttons to press. (Zip it instead)

Gratitude for me is waking up each day, and being able to make a difference in somebody’s life.

During the course of your temporary hurdles, keep searching for a tad of optimism

I am not celebrity rich, but I have a job, therefore I can help someone else in need, really, it's not that difficult.

Rid yourself of those High School grudges which are still stressing you

I miss that jellied coconut and thatinvigorating coconut water,Oh, how I miss my sweet Barbados,"Yes, this is your lost daughter

It must be October, the trees are falling away and showing their true colors.

Just because it is not done your way, doesn't mean it is not right.

He said he owned the land,He said he owned the sea,Through his sweet lies and manipulation,He was trying to own me

I watch the trees all dressed up in the Spring, While posing as they stand in line, Placing their best foot forward, showing off their leaves and fighting for attention,One tree at a time

Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country.”John Fitzgerald Kennedy