Desmond Leslie (1921–2001) British pilot, film maker, writer, and musician
Source: The Amazing Mr. Lutterworth (1958), p.200
Source: The Hunger Angel (2012), p. 4
Desmond Leslie (1921–2001) British pilot, film maker, writer, and musician
Source: The Amazing Mr. Lutterworth (1958), p.200
Robert Crumb (1943) American cartoonist
"R. Crumb, The Art of Comics No. 1" http://www.theparisreview.org/interviews/6017/the-art-of-comics-no-1-r-crumb, The Paris Review, Summer 2010, No. 193.
William Blake (1757–1827) English Romantic poet and artist
I Asked a Thief
1790s, Poems from Blake's Notebook (c. 1791-1792)
“Even if he was a thief, he was my thief. I could not push him away anymore.”
Janet Lee Carey (1954) American children's writer
Source: Dragonswood
Orhan Pamuk (1952) Turkish novelist, screenwriter, and Nobel Prize in Literature recipient
Source: My Name is Red
Black Elk (1863–1950) Oglala Lakota leader
Black Elk Speaks (1961)
Context: They told me I had been sick twelve days, lying like dead all the while, and that Whirlwind Chaser, who was Standing Bear's uncle and a medicine man, had brought me back to life. I knew it was the Grandfathers in the Flaming Rainbow Tepee who had cured me; but I felt afraid to say so. My father gave Whirlwind Chaser the best horse he had for making me well, and many people came to look at me, and there was much talk about the great power of Whirlwind Chaser who had made me well all at once when I was almost the same as dead.
Everybody was glad that I was living; but as I lay there thinking about the wonderful place where I had been and all that I had seen, I was very sad; for it seemed to me that everybody ought to know about it, but I was afraid to tell, because I knew that nobody would believe me, little as I was, for I was only nine years old. Also, as I lay there thinking of my vision, I could see it all again and feel the meaning with a part of me like a strange power glowing in my body; but when the part of me that talks would try to make words for the meaning, it would be like fog and get away from me.
I am sure now that I was then too young to understand it all, and that I only felt it. It was the pictures I remembered and the words that went with them; for nothing I have ever seen with my eyes was so clear and bright as what my vision showed me; and no words that I have ever heard with my ears were like the words I heard. I did not have to remember these things; they have remembered themselves all these years. It was as I grew older that the meanings came clearer and clearer out of the pictures and the words; and even now I know that more was shown to me than I can tell.