Source: Oedipus at Colonus, Line 1616–18
“The words of a President have an enormous weight and ought not to be used indiscriminately.”
Calvin Coolidge (1872–1933) American politician, 30th president of the United States (in office from 1923 to 1929)
As quoted in Coolidge: An American Enigma (1998), by Robert Sobel, Regnery Publishing, p. 243.
1920s
Kenneth Rexroth (1905–1982) American poet, writer, anarchist, academic and conscientious objector
In Defense of the Earth (1956), She Is Away
Context: Now I know surely and forever,
However much I have blotted our
Waking love, its memory is still
there. And I know the web, the net,
The blind and crippled bird. For then, for
One brief instant it was not blind, nor
Trapped, not crippled. For one heart beat the
Heart was free and moved itself. O love,
I who am lost and damned with words,
Whose words are a business and an art,
I have no words. These words, this poem, this
Is all confusion and ignorance.
But I know that coached by your sweet heart,
My heart beat one free beat and sent
Through all my flesh the blood of truth.
“To reason with poorly chosen words is like using a pair of scales with inaccurate weights.”
André Maurois (1885–1967) French writer
Un Art de Vivre (The Art of Living) (1939), The Art of Friendship
“If pain is the weight of being, love is the purpose.”
Pierce Brown book Morning Star
Source: Morning Star (2016), Ch. 65: The Vale
Upton Sinclair (1878–1968) American novelist, writer, journalist, political activist
Love's Pilgrimage (1911)
Fred Rogers (1928–2003) American television personality
When introduced to the TV Hall of Fame http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TcNxY4TudXo
Lydia Maria Child (1802–1880) American abolitionist, author and women's rights activist
Letters from New York https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=dcYDAAAAQAAJ&rdid=book-dcYDAAAAQAAJ&rdot=1 (1841-1843), p. 206, Letter XXVIII, 29 Sep 1842 <br class="br">1840s, Letters from New York (1843)
William Ernest Henley (1849–1903) English poet, critic and editor
Source: Hawthorn and Lavender (1901), XXI
Context: Love, which is lust, is the Lamp in the Tomb.
Love, which is lust, is the Call from the Gloom.
Love, which is lust, is the Main of Desire.
Love, which is lust, is the Centric Fire.
So man and woman will keep their trust,
Till the very Springs of the Sea run dust.
Yea, each with the other will lose and win,
Till the very Sides of the Grave fall in.
For the strife of Love's the abysmal strife,
And the word of Love is the Word of Life.
And they that go with the Word unsaid,
Though they seem of the living, are damned and dead.
Lydia Maria Child (1802–1880) American abolitionist, author and women's rights activist
Letters from New York https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=dcYDAAAAQAAJ&rdid=book-dcYDAAAAQAAJ&rdot=1 (1841-1843), p. 206, Letter XXVIII, 29 Sep 1842 <br class="br">1840s, Letters from New York (1843) <br class="br">Context: The cure for all the ills and wrongs, the cares, the sorrows, and crimes of humanity, all lie in that one word LOVE. It is the divine vitality that produces and restores life. To each and every one of us it gives the power of working miracles, if we will.
