I wouldn't give myself any advice, because advice is kinda bullshit. Take a deep breath and don't take any of it too seriously.

If grass can grow through cement, love can find you at every time in your life.

The trouble with some women is that they get all excited about nothing - and then marry him.

So okay, I don't want to be a traitor to my generation and all, but I don't get how guys dress today. I mean, come on, it looks like they just fell out of bed and put on some baggy pants and take their greasy hair-ew!-and cover it up with a backwards cap and like, we're expected to swoon? I don't think so.

Gay guys like a certain kind of woman. They like a flamboyant woman that's broken. They like a balls-to-the-wall woman, motherly but not; sexual but not. Gay guys are like this: they either love you or they don't even know you're on the planet. Once you have them, you have them.

If you're black in this country, if you're a woman in this country, if you are any minority in this country at all, what could possibly possess you to vote Republican?

I really don't think of myself as a singer. I think of myself as an entertainer, and the best place I do it is onstage.