American journalist: If you were to give advice to a woman, what would it be? Edith Piaf: Love. American journalist: To a young girl? Edith Piaf: Love. American journalist: To a child? Edith Piaf: Love.
Edith Piaf: I can't? Then what's the point of being Edith Piaf?
[after hearing "Je ne regrette rien" for the first time] Edith Piaf: You're marvelous! This is exactly what I've been waiting for! It's incredible! It's me! That's my life, it's me.
Edith Piaf: Americans want beauties, not me. I'm not the Parisian bombshell they expected. Can you see me as a chorus girl? Where's my feather up the ass? They think I'm sad, they're dumb. I don't connect to them.
Raymond Asso: You're an immense artist! Edith Piaf: I'm wearing high heels.
Edith Piaf: [to Marcel] You are my champion. I want you to be mine for life. Nothing existed before you. It's all gone. [kisses him] Edith Piaf: Stay with me.
Mômone: I could have been Edith Piaf. There's more to life than songs.
Edith Piaf: In three months... that's right, in April, I'll be a hit at the Olympic. With a full house, we'll be flush. Louise: Edith, your liver cells are not functioning normally. You've been ill. You need rest. It's serious. Edith Piaf: I'm just 4...
