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

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.

Every damn fool thing you do in this life you pay for.

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

I don’t want to die an old lady.

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.

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

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

For me, singing is a way of escaping. It’s another world. I’m no longer on earth.

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

All I’ve done all my life is disobey.

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

Death does not exist.

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.

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.

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