Don't Care What People Say.

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

I'm The Only One Who Still Believes In Santa Claus!

I'd Like To See One Person - Just One - Who Would Own Up To Having Been A Coward.

As Far As I'm Concerned, Love Means Fighting, Big Fat Lies, And A Couple Of Slaps Across The Face.

I Always Thought My Days Spent In Darkness [as A Child She Had Cataracts And Was Unable To See For Nearly Four Years] Gave Me A Very Special Sensitivity. Much Later, When I Really Wanted To Hear, Really 'see' A Song, I'd Close My Eyes, And When I Wanted To Bring It Out Of The Very Depths Of Myself, Out Of My Guts, Out Of My Belly, When The Song Had To Come From Far Away, I'd Close My Eyes.