“It’s hard to be someone that people talk about and write about, you know? They don’t know me.”

Pregnancy was probably the best and the hardest thing I’ll ever go through. I know for a lot of women, it can be wonderful and relatively easy.

You can fight against people, and fight to the death, but can’t control the world.

In this world, I call the shots and I think I know best.

I know you’re shining down on me from Heaven, like so many friends we’ve lost along the way. And I know eventually we’ll be together, one sweet day.

The best part of making music, for me, is collaborating and working with new people and fresh sounds and all those things that get people excited to continue in this business that we all love so much.

If you see me as just the princess then you misunderstand who I am and what I have been through.

Only once in a lifetime love rushes in, changing you with the tide.

You can’t live with regrets. It’s about the journey.

If you just believe in me. I will love you endlessly.

See, I’m looking for a man that’ll rub me slow, make me sing real high when he goes down low.

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.

I’m very hard on myself and I have too many issues.

I’m not one of those people that goes into details of my personal life on national TV to get attention. Some things are better left unsaid.

If you believe in yourself enough and know what you want, you’re gonna make it happen.

I’m really fortunate. I’m really happy, and I’m really really lucky to be where I am.

A lot of people are singing about how screwed up the world is, and I don’t think that everybody wants to hear about that all the time.

And I told him, if I am so hard to love, then let me run wild.

I used to think people were like lighthouses. That they were there to protect you. But they’re no. People are lime whirlpools. They pull you in; they drag you under. You have to work so hard just to keep your head above water.

I can’t believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It’s like I’ve been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet.

I know how hard it is to have to love someone in secret.

Or people say, ‘Oh, man, you just roll out of bed and do that.’ The work is to make it look effortless. That’s the hard part.

Vanity dies hard; in some obstinate cases it outlives the man.

Romcoms are hard in a lot of ways: they’re built to be buoyant. It’s easy to demean them.

I’m trying as hard as I can to act like I’m 65, but it’s very difficult.