Everyday is a holiday with me.

Nothing that's ever happened has taken away the optimist in me. It's always, "Whatever-let's go to Disneyland." Yes, I have my bleak, tortured-artist moments, but you have to hold on to what's positive.

We've been expected to be perfect but we aren't. We're still human.

No stress, no fights. I'm leaving it all behind. No tears, no time to cry. Just making the most of life.

I am thinking of you in my sleepless solitude tonight.

I'd rather be onstage with a pig - a duet with Jennifer Lopez and me just ain't going to happen.

Butterflies are always following me, everywhere I go.