People Say That I Could Sing The

I Wouldn't Mind At All Coming Back To Earth After My Death.

Use Your Faults, Use Your Defects; Then You're Going To Be A Star.

Death Is The Beginning Of Something.

I Was Hungry. I Was Cold. But I Was Also Free. Free Not To Get Up In The Morning, Not To Go To Bed At Night, Free To Get Drunk If I Liked, To Dream... To Hope.

To Be Successful In My Native France, Where People Speak The Same Language And Understand Me, Is Nothing.