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

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

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?

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.

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