
“The harder they hit us, the louder we become, kind of like the skin on a drum.”
Skin On The Drum, Stay Human (2001)
Source: Zaatardiva
“The harder they hit us, the louder we become, kind of like the skin on a drum.”
Skin On The Drum, Stay Human (2001)
“Not louder shrieks to pitying heav'n are cast,
When husbands, or when lapdogs, breathe their last.”
Canto III, line 157.
The Rape of the Lock (1712, revised 1714 and 1717)
“Sound the trumpets; beat the drums…
Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes.”
Source: Alexander’s Feast http://www.bartleby.com/40/265.html (1697), l. 50–51.
Source: Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle
“every breath is yours, beloved
every breath is yours”
"Every Breath Is Yours"
Universal Hall (2003)
“Such war, as the arts live and breathe by, is continuous.”
Introduction
The Wedge (1944)
Context: There is no poetry of distinction without formal invention, for it is in the intimate form that works of art achieve their exact meaning, in which they most resemble the machine, to give language its highest dignity, its illumination in the environment to which it is native. Such war, as the arts live and breathe by, is continuous.
It may be that my interests as expressed here are pre-art. If so I look for a development along these lines and will be satisfied with nothing else.
"Hold Onto Me"
Song lyrics, America's Sweetheart (2004)
“Go back, go back, you silly bastards. This ain't our kind of war. This one is for the birds.”
Speaking about the Korean War to Murrow when Murrow arrived in Tokyo, as quoted in A.M. Sperber's Murrow: His Life and Times.