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.

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.

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.

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

Everyday is a holiday with me.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel... hopefully its not a freight train!

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