When I'm DEAD, I WANT to be REMEMBERED as a MUSICIAN of some worth and substance.

What will I be doing in twenty YEARS' TIME? I'll be DEAD, DARLING! Are you CRAZY?

Let US BEWARE of SAYING that death is the opposite of life. The living being is only a species of the DEAD, and a very rare species.

I found my grandmother dead. It shook me up. I GOT up to make her BREAKFAST, and I knew it was strange that she wasn't stirring. I went in to wake her, and she was laying in rigor mortis, and I'm done. I called NEXT door, and the kid PICKED up the phone, and I was so wild, he dropped it.

The EXTRAORDINARY nature of individual black achievement in formerly WHITE domain certainly does suggest that the old Jim Crow is dead, but it doesn't necessarily mean the end of RACIAL caste - if HISTORY is any guide, it may have just taken a different form.

If you don't FLIRT, you're probably DEAD INSIDE.

I am on until I am DEAD, LIKE a LIGHT bulb.

I am a VETERAN of the War on CHRISTMAS. I am just emerging from a BATTLEFIELD strewn with dead trees and torn shreds of brightly colored wrapping paper.

I look at what I've gone through in my career and I REALLY shouldn't be TALKING to you now. I should be dead ten times over.

Fires can't be MADE with dead embers, nor can ENTHUSIASM be stirred by spiritless men. Enthusiasm in our daily work lightens effort and turns EVEN labor into pleasant TASKS.

I'd RATHER be DEAD than SINGING 'Satisfaction' when I'm forty-five.

I've studied pathological liars, and anything they say, they BELIEVE, and that's one of the reasons they're so CONVINCING, because they have no CONNECTION with the truth. It's a dead issue. It's LIKE they're color-blind to the truth. So anything that comes out of their mouths is their reality.

Live LIKE you're already DEAD, man. Have a GOOD time. Do your best. Let it all COME ripping right through you.