It's in my genes. My mother was an opera singer. I'm clearly dramatic.

It's a long road when you face the world alone, when no one reaches out a hand for you to hold. You can find love if you search within your soul, and the emptiness you felt will disappear.

True diva could not live without smart remark every now and then, a good sip of water.

Basically, I started singing when I started talking. Music has just been my saving grace my whole life.

Being a mother is probably the hardest job in the world. I feel like, in a lot of ways, children come into the world to teach us.

I'm far from perfect. I'm still learning. I overworked myself, and I paid the price. I consider the breakdown a breakthrough. I needed to hit rock bottom. I needed to understand the cost of pushing so hard; fighting so hard against the system.

Sipping Bailey's Cream by the stereo, trying to find relief on the radio. I'm suppressing the tears.