I am scared of my father to this day. My father walked in the room - and God knows I am telling the truth - I have fainted in his presence many times. I have fainted once to be honest. I have thrown up in his presence because when he comes in the room and this aura comes and my stomach starts hurting and I know I am in trouble.

We have to heal our wounded world. The chaos, despair, and senseless destruction we see today are a result of the alienation that people feel from each other and their environment.

I don't care if the whole world is against you or teasing you or saying you are not gonna make it. Believe in yourself, no matter what.

I don't understand why the press is so interested in speculating about my appearance, anyway. What does my face have to do with my music or my dancing?

God has always been in my heart and a part of my life and my familys lives. It is through Him that we draw our strength.

If you don't have that memory of being loved, you are condemned to search the world for something to fill you up.

Life songs of ages, throbbing in my blood, have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood.