I Can Die Now. I've

Performers And Their Public Should Never Meet. Once The Curtain Comes Down, The Performer Should Fly Away Like A Magician's Dove.

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.

When You Reach The Top, You Should Remember To Send The Elevator Back Down For The Others.

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

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