I don't want no lies, I don't watch TV. I don't waste my time, won't read a magazine.

I'm so used to people slagging me off. Since the beginning of my career I've been told I have no talent, I can't sing and I'm a one-hit wonder.

I see a huge paradox in me - the intense need to be loved and the search for approval juxtaposed with the need to nurture other people, to be the mother I never had.

Some people out there think everything I do is a publicity stunt, they think when I go to the bathroom it's a publicity stunt.

My mother died when I was five, and all I did was sit and cry. I cried and cried and cried all day, until the neighbors went away.

Why did I want to break all the rules? Because the rules didn’t make sense, that’s why

All the criticism is ultimately a blessing in disguise. Because now people know about Malawi [due to the child adoption]. And now people know about the orphans there. And hopefully it's gonna turn around. And a positive is gonna come out of the negative.