
Source: 1840s, Two Ethical-Religious Minor Essays (1849), p. 57
Jofre. E. Boxing & Wrestling. Vol 2, No 9. March 1963, Page 19, Why I am the Strongest Little Champ.
Source: 1840s, Two Ethical-Religious Minor Essays (1849), p. 57
On his come back fight against Marvin Hagler http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9A0DE2DD1F31F931A35756C0A960948260
1860s, What the Black Man Wants (1865)
Source: The Riverworld series, To Your Scattered Bodies Go (1971), Chapter 1 (p. 4)
Quoted in Andrew Podnieks, "One on One with Tony Esposito," http://www.legendsofhockey.net/html/spot_oneononep198801.htm Legends of Hockey.net (2002-03-04)
Esposito comments on his NHL career.
Brown : The Last Discovery of America (2003)
Tom Hanks speaking on the working relationship he has with Leonardo DiCaprio on the set of Catch Me If You Can http://www.bbc.co.uk/films/2003/01/16/tom_hanks_catch_me_if_you_can_interview.shtml
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The Little Lame Prince and his Travelling Cloak (1875)
Context: Thus King Dolor's reign passed, year after year, long and prosperous. Whether he was happy — "as happy as a king" — is a question no human being can decide. But I think he was, because he had the power of making everybody about him happy, and did it too; also because he was his godmother's godson, and could shut himself up with her whenever he liked, in that quiet little room in view of the Beautiful Mountains, which nobody else ever saw or cared to see. They were too far off, and the city lay so low. But there they were, all the time. No change ever came to them; and I think, at any day throughout his long reign, the King would sooner have lost his crown than have lost sight of the Beautiful Mountains.
The Judging of Jurgen (1920)
Context: In Philistia to make literature and to make trouble for yourself are synonyms,… the tumblebug explained. — I know, for already we of Philistia have been pestered by three of these makers of literature. Yes, there was Edgar, whom I starved and hunted until I was tired of it: then I chased him up a back alley one night, and knocked out those annoying brains of his. And there was Walt, whom I chivvied and battered from place to place, and made a paralytic of him: and him, too, I labelled offensive and lewd and lascivious and indecent. Then later there was Mark, whom I frightened into disguising himself in a clown's suit, so that nobody might suspect him to be a maker of literature: indeed, I frightened him so that he hid away the greater part of what he had made until after he was dead, and I could not get at him. That was a disgusting trick to play on me, I consider. Still, these are the only three detected makers of literature that have ever infested Philistia, thanks be to goodness and my vigilance, but for both of which we might have been no more free from makers of literature than are the other countries.…