Abraham Lincoln (1809–1865) 16th President of the United States
1860s, Letter to Horace Greeley (1862)
Source: Chocolat
Abraham Lincoln (1809–1865) 16th President of the United States
1860s, Letter to Horace Greeley (1862)
St. Vincent (musician) (1982) American singer-songwriter
QRO Magazine interview (2007)
Context: I enjoyed, and I tried to soak up and learn everything as fast as I could from doing any kind of music. It's good to have a gig. If you're a musician, it's good to be working.
I love doing all of it, but Marry Me is my baby, St. Vincent is my child.
Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872–1958) English composer
Said to Sylvia Townsend Warner two weeks before his death; published in William Maxwell (ed.) The Letters of Sylvia Townsend Warner (1982) p. 168.
Buck Owens (1929–2006) American country singer-songwriter
"Pledge To Country Music" in Music City News (March 1965)
“All shall be well, I'm telling you, let the winter come and go
All shall be well again, I know.”
Sydney Carter (1915–2004) British musician and poet
Julian of Norwich (1983)
Anaïs Nin (1903–1977) writer of novels, short stories, and erotica
August 22, 1936 Fire
Diary entries (1914 - 1974)
Irene Dunne (1898–1990) American actress
Preofections - Irene Dunne, by Elizabth Wilson; Silver Screen (November 1936) http://www.irenedunnesite.com/press/silver-screen-november-1936/.
“What I have seen is going to disappear, since I shall do nothing with it.”
Henri Barbusse (1873–1935) French novelist
The Inferno (1917), Ch. XVII
Context: What I have seen is going to disappear, since I shall do nothing with it. I am like a mother the fruit of whose womb will perish after it has been born.
What matter? I have heard the annunciation of whatever finer things are to come. Through me has passed, without staying me in my course, the Word which does not lie, and which, said over again, will satisfy.
Suman Pokhrel (1967) Nepali poet, lyricist, playwright, translator and artist
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