Piaf in 1962
|Born||Ã‰dith Giovanna Gassion
19 December 1915
|Died||10 October 1963
Plascassier, Grasse, France
|Other names||La MÃ´me Piaf
(The Little Sparrow)
French cabaret singer
As far as I'm concerned, love means fighting, big fat lies, and a couple of slaps across the face.
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.
To be successful in my native France, where people speak the same language and understand me, is nothing.
Tell me what you'd like to hear me sing. I'll sing whatever you like, after which I'll take up a collection, if you don't mind.
To sing is to bring to life; impossible if the words are mediocre, however good the music.
I'd like to see one person – just one – who would own up to having been a coward.
If God has allowed me to earn so much money, it is because He knows I give it all away.
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?
Singing is a way of escaping. It's another world. I'm no longer on earth.
Money? How did I lose it? I never did lose it. I just never knew where it went.