Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that but not with all those flies and death and stuff.

I love "Frosty the Snowman." My family and I like to go on a sleigh ride with a two-horse sleigh in Aspen, so we all scream different songs at the top of our lungs. I hope it doesn't scare the horses.

I look around and see the things I have, and I remember not having them. That is one thing that keeps me grounded. I'm definitely the same person I was. . . . I never lose me, I never lose the real person.

People are constantly asking me if I'm pregnant, but I don't like to talk about it too much. I just think about it as the next phase. We'll see.

To quote Frank Sinatra, "Regrets, I've had a few / But then again, too few to mention."

We've all been influenced by other people...If Minnie Riperton never existed, would I have even thought of singing in that (upper) register? I doubt it.

I'm stuck in 7th grade & I just keep getting let back