If you fall, I will catch you. I will be waiting, time after time.

Somebody did complain to me and tell me that my clothes were so loud they couldn't hear me sing.

I do have a lot of difficulty figuring out what I want to be working on, but what's the alternative? To be one of those people who has a million things they want to do, and then never does any of them? And then where will you be?

I lucked out when I started to sing. I'd already experienced failing at everything else.

I lose faith and I lose ground, but then I see you and remember unconditional love.

I have a wig for when I go outside among the regular folks, so they don't feel uncomfortable because I have a Day-Glo color somewhere in my hair.

Some boys take a beautiful girl and hide her away from the rest of the world, I want to be the one to walk in the sun.