My mother passed away young – she died from ovarian cancer at just 54 years old. Her sacrifices for my sisters and I evoke a tribute in her honor each and every Mother’s Day.
Ideally, musicians belong outside the Establishment. When they cross that line, it’s like something in them has died.
As for the assertion that nuclear weapons prevent wars, how many more wars are needed to refute this arguments? Tens of millions have died in the many wars that have taken place since 1945.
I went to elementary school in L.A. I was born in L.A. My mother was from Redondo Beach. My father was French. He died six months before I was born, so my mother went home. I was born there. Not the childhood that most people think. Middle-class, raised by my mother. Single mom.
Butterfly was certainly a vehicle for me, and if it died, it still would have served its purpose, in spades. We never expected it to give me the visibility it has given me. It was just a small thing as a vehicle, and suddenly the whole world knew about it.
I am studying ancient civilizations, trying to find what happened to them, finding out why they went into a decline, why they died.
I saw why people died and how they died. I saw gunshot wounds and liver failure. It was a good learning experience, so I came regularly on weekends and holidays.
My grandparents never understood why my mother Noreen chose such exotic names for her children: Damon and me. My granny insisted on calling my brother Dermot – a good Irish name – until she died; I was just known as ‘wee one.’
I met Sonny after (Blind Boy) Fuller died, and me and Sonny played in the streets like everybody else.
Laughter would be bereaved if snobbery died.
At some level it’s still hard for me to admit that my father died. I can talk about it and around it, but those two words. ‘He died.’ What can that possibly mean? That I won’t get to hear his voice again?
When you look at the actual numbers, the number of people who died after 9/11 was greater than the number of people who died in 9/11, even if you are talking Americans. But you know, I don’t like to talk Americans. I want to talk everybody. More innocent people died after 9/11 because of 9/11 than died in 9/11.
I also had a brother who was like me a musician and a composer. A man of great talent, far more gifted than I. He died very young… he killed himself in the prime of his life.
For a while I was suicidal and I tried to kill myself. I think I should have died about four times.
When I was 12 years old, I went to swim in a lake, and I almost died in that lake because the water was too deep – much deeper than I thought.
In the old days, variety turns like me learned how to cope with failure – we all had nights when we ‘died’ on stage – but today’s youngsters simply don’t have that experience. For them, it really is instant make or break time – hence, all the tears and, hence, all the potential emotional damage.
After I dropped out of college at the age of 19, I became a mortgage broker, and when I went back to school I thought about going into real estate law. I probably would have made a lot more money and died of boredom by now.
I very often have night terrors. Just think of the worst possible situation, and it’s a regular thing for me. I’ve died in my sleep twenty-three different ways.
‘Into the Blizzard’ follows the author as he traces the footsteps of the Newfoundland Regiment during the First World War: where they trained in Scotland, where they fought in Gallipoli and where they died at the Battle of the Somme in France.
The best definition of an immortal is someone who hasn’t died yet.
From 1989 to 2000, I was focusing in on my children. I hadn’t realized the world had changed a lot. AIDS had happened, for starters, and so many people in the arts died or were affected.
The Philippines is a terrible name, coming from Spain. Phillip II was the father of the inquisition, who I believe died of syphilis. It is my great regret that we didn’t change the name of our country.
Born to a tribal Bedouin family of nomadic desert shepherds in the region of Tripoli, Gaddafi was profoundly anti-colonialist. It is affirmed that his paternal grandfather died fighting against the Italian invaders when Libya was invaded by them in 1911.
When I was 4 years old, my brother and sister died of hunger, so I achieved my success through confidence, self-motivation and my hard work.
If vaudeville had died, television was the box they put it in.
In her verse, she says: ‘It’s me and Karol G, and we let the rats talk.’ I died, I revived, I died and revived again until I understood Nicki Minaj had said my name in her verse.
I can’t speak for the other people whose children have died, but I can speak for my family and the other members of Gold Star Families for Peace. We believe we’re honoring our children by working for peace.
Now I’m an old Christmas tree, the roots of which have died. They just come along and while the little needles fall off me replace them with medallions.
When, in the third book, we do learn the identity of the Blue Rose murderer, the information comes in a muted, nearly off-hand manner, and the man has died long before.
The reason I’m not more political is because I have music. And from a young age, I needed it. After prison, my father came to America, joined the Army, fought in Vietnam – and was exposed to Agent Orange. He died a slow, horrible death. Music was my escape.
Christ died for me and you, and we embrace that or we don’t.
I don’t believe in regretting – one should try to move on. My mum was good at that. She was deeply in love with my father, and he died when I was nine. She remarried, and her second husband died, too. I saw the grieving process she went through. My mother had this way of moving on. It was a fine trait.
I have died in enough TV and films.
Shortly after my dad died, my mom figured that if I could do a few commercials, I’d get a college fund.
My brother Alan – who was seven years younger than me – died from leukemia when he was 52. He never knew a day’s good health – I wish I could have given him some of my good health. But he was always so cheerful and sweet.
I couldn’t love a movie much more than ‘Dazed and Confused.’ I would argue that ‘Dazed and Confused: The Series’ would have been very much like ‘Freaks and Geeks.’ And that died a painful death because it was too good.
A lot of people thought I’d died, because of your coverage, they know I’m still around.
I’m the end of the line; absurd and appalling as it may seem, serious New York theater has died in my lifetime.
In 2003, I almost died of an intestinal blockage when I was on a mountain in Chile, filming a segment for ‘Scientific American Frontiers.’
I have two children who died before reaching 30, so who am I to complain about being alive?
I have an uncle I no longer talk to because of a joke I made about my grandmother, who is his mother. He’s an 80-year-old man upset about a woman who died 15 years ago.
My father had several strokes and heart attacks. I was with him when he died, and it was a horrible death. He had been a very articulate man, and to lose that, never to be able to speak properly and to be unable to move – he had always been a very vigorous man, so to be in a wheelchair and mumbling – was terrible.
What the Dalai Lama had to resolve was whether to stay in Tibet or leave. He wanted to stay, but staying would have meant the total destruction of Tibet, because he would have died and that would have ripped the heart out of his people.
I have lived with passion and in a hurry, trying to accomplish too many things. I never had time to think about my beliefs until my 28-year-old daughter Paula fell ill. She was in a coma for a year, and I took care of her at home until she died in my arms in December of 1992.
I was much distressed by next door people who had twin babies and played the violin; but one of the twins died, and the other has eaten the fiddle, so all is peace.
The bravest person I’ve ever met was a young boy going through massive amounts of treatment for a very rare, complex and unpleasant disease. I last saw him at a Discworld convention, where he chose to take part in a game as an assassin. He died not long afterwards, and I wish I had his fortitude and sense of style.
All these actors who died before I was born, all the theaters and the artistic movements – all that stuff fills you up and makes you feel like you’re the inheritor of all this information and of all its passion.
In 1974, when I started working with the material that became ‘Horses,’ a lot of our great voices had died. We’d lost Jimi Hendrix and Jim Morrison and Janis Joplin, and people like Robert Kennedy, Martin Luther King and Malcolm X.
I think for Beecher specifically, Keller was with him when his wife died. Beecher had decided after he first got into prison that he had to shut off everybody. You can’t let anybody in and you have to become like them and you have to be threatening and all that.
Even though God loves us, we still have a problem: sin. It’s important for us to learn how to confront sin and overcome it, because while God loves sinners, He hates sin. And He hates it because of what it does to us and how it keeps us from the abundant life Jesus died to give us.
We should be doing everything we can to make it as convenient as possible for eligible Americans to cast a ballot. People fought and died for the right to vote.
