To appear on the stage drunk, to have them leave there and remember me making drunken mistakes, that was death.

We have a limit, a very discouraging, humiliating limit: death.

A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with.

I think the amazing thing about gospel music is that not only does it lift up the death and resurrection of our Lord, which is consistent with the Gospel, but it is uniquely communicated depending upon the generation.

There are certain people that are marked for death. I have my little list of those that treated me unfairly.