“My Brother starv'd between two Walls,
His Children's Cry my Soul appalls;”
William Blake (1757–1827) English Romantic poet and artist
Ibid, stanza 5
1810s, Miscellaneous poems and fragments from the Nonesuch edition
Author's Introduction, p. 15
Report to Greco (1965)
“My Brother starv'd between two Walls,
His Children's Cry my Soul appalls;”
William Blake (1757–1827) English Romantic poet and artist
Ibid, stanza 5
1810s, Miscellaneous poems and fragments from the Nonesuch edition
“If my eyes could show my soul, everyone would cry when they saw me smile.”
Kurt Cobain (1967–1994) American musician and artist
Martin Luther (1483–1546) seminal figure in Protestant Reformation
Statement while being confined to residence at Coburg, as quoted in History of the Christian Church, (1910) http://www.ccel.org/ccel/schaff/hcc7.ii.ix.vii.html by Philip Schaff, Vol. VII : Modern Christianity : The German Reformation, § 123. Luther at the Coburg; though it mentions Muhammad, this remark might actually be directed at those responsible for his confinement, as he makes allusions to dwelling in the "empire of birds" and his location as a "Sinai" and regularly uses other uncomplimentary comparisons of those involved in suppressing his ideas to figures unpopular to himself and his contemporaries.
“Don't cry, Alfred! I need all my courage to die at twenty.”
Évariste Galois (1811–1832) French mathematician, founder of group theory
Ne pleure pas, Alfred ! J'ai besoin de tout mon courage pour mourir à vingt ans !
Quoted in: Léopold Infeld (1978) Whom the gods love: the story of Évariste Galois. p. 299.
Gloria Estefan (1957) Cuban-American singer-songwriter, actress and divorciada
Entertainment Weekly (30 July 1993)
2007, 2008
Tracey Emin (1963) English artist, one of the group known as Britartists or Young British Artists
Source: Strangeland
“Cry aloud to heaven for new souls.”
George William Russell (1867–1935) Irish writer, editor, critic, poet, and artistic painter
Open letter to the Masters of Dublin (1913)
Context: Cry aloud to heaven for new souls. The souls you have got cast upon the screens of publicity appear like the horrid and writhing creatures enlarged from the insect world, and revealed to us by the cinematographer.
You may succeed in your policy and ensure your own damnation by your victory. The men whose manhood you have broken will loathe you, and will always be brooding and scheming to strike a fresh blow. The children will be taught to curse you. The infant being moulded in the womb will have breathed into its starved body the vitality of hate. It is not they — it is you who are the blind Samsons pulling down the pillars of the social order.