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.

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

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.

You really have to look inside yourself to find your inner strength.

I'm not for the villains, I'm only for the princesses. I mean it's fun to have Jafar [Aladdin cartoon villain] or whatever; I didn't even remember their names 'cause they're not important to me.

Apparently I don't do stairs, I won't walk on carpet and I refuse to walk on grass. How do I do to get around, hover?

I have memories of Australia that I'll just never ever get over