A lucky thing Eva Peron was. She died at 32. I'm already 45.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Sylvia Plath was just a month and a half older than I, and when she committed suicide I was only 30 - and very shocked and sorry. I never knew her personally.
You're much better off as a love goddess to die around the age of 40.
She had been dying so long that I had almost come to regard her as immortal.
When my mother passed away I was 20.
At 99 and after a long stay in a nursing home, the death of legendary photographer Eve Arnold was hardly a surprise - though she may have been just a little annoyed to quit a few months short of 100.
I was darkly convinced that at age 52 I would kill myself because my mother committed suicide at that age. I was fantasizing that she was waiting for me on the other side of the grave.
I always thought I was going to die before I was 60.
It's like, God, I'm in my 80s. Nobody, when I die, is going to say, 'How young?' They're going to say she had a great ride.
Seventy years old! How did that happen? I was part of the generation that wasn't going to die.
I was 36, and I had decided to quit acting because it was so disappointing.