EDITH PIAF

I want to make people cry even when they don't understand my words.

I wouldn't mind at all coming back to earth after my death.

Money? How did I lose it? I never did lose it. I just never knew where it went.

Don't care what people say. Don't give a damn about their laws.

If God has allowed me to earn so much money, it is because He knows I give it all away.

Death is the beginning of something.

I'd like to see one person - just one - who would own up to having been a coward.

To be successful in my native France, where people speak the same language and understand me, is nothing.

Death does not exist.

People say that I could sing the phone book and make it sound good.

I've been thinking about Jesus. Don't you find it a bit strange that, since He was living with His family and all, He up and left them just when they needed him most?

As far as I'm concerned, love means fighting, big fat lies, and a couple of slaps across the face.

I think you have to pay for love with bitter tears.

Tell me what you'd like to hear me sing. I'll sing whatever you like, after which I'll take up a collection, if you don't mind.

To sing is to bring to life; impossible if the words are mediocre, however good the music.

I don't want to die an old lady.

All I've done all my life is disobey.

I've always wanted to sing, just as I've always known that one day I would have my own niche in the annals of song. It was a feeling I had.

Singing is a way of escaping. It's another world. I'm no longer on earth.

For me, sleeping is a waste of time. I'm afraid to sleep. It's a form of death.

I'm sure that I've already been dead.

I want to die young. I think it's awful to get old, and sickness is ugly.

When you reach the top, you should remember to send the elevator back down for the others.

When he takes me in his arms, and speaks to me softly, I see the world through rose-colored glasses.

I don't lie; I improve on my life.