After every storm, if you look hard enough, a rainbow appears.

Stay triumphant, keep on living. Stay on your toes, get off the ropes. Don't let 'em ever count you out.

I think that for me personally, a lot of my choices have been to do with my own issues of not feeling safe as a child and feeling a sense of stability.

My mother is Irish, my father is black and Venezuelan, and me - I'm tan, I guess.

I always felt like the rug could be pulled out from under me at anytime. And coming from a racially mixed background, I always felt like I didn't really fit in anywhere.

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.

You don't have to be doing vocal acrobatics or singing all over the scale to have soul.