I'd like to see one person - just one - who would own up to having been a coward.
Singing is a way of escaping. It's another world. I'm no longer on earth.
To sing is to bring to life; impossible if the words are mediocre, however good the music.
I wouldn't mind at all coming back to earth after my death.
I don't want to die an old lady.
When he takes me in his arms, and speaks to me softly, I see the world through rose-colored glasses.