Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882) American philosopher, essayist, and poet
11 April 1834
1820s, Journals (1822–1863)
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Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882) American philosopher, essayist, and poet
11 April 1834
1820s, Journals (1822–1863)
Joel Barlow (1754–1812) American diplomat
Canto 1: st. 1, lines 1–10
The Hasty-Pudding (1793)
Context: Despise it not, ye Bards to terror steel'd,
Who hurl'd your thunders round the epic field;
Nor ye who strain your midnight throats to sing
Joys that the vineyard and the still-house bring;
Or on some distant fair your notes employ,
And speak of raptures that you ne'er enjoy.
I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel,
My morning incense, and my evening meal,
The sweets of Hasty-Pudding. Come, dear bowl,
Glide o'er my palate, and inspire my soul.
Milton Berle (1908–2002) American comedian and actor
Source: At his 82nd birthday party, as quoted in "Uncle Miltie's Birthday Bash" by the Associated Press, The Journal-News (July 13, 1990), p. 3
William Blake (1757–1827) English Romantic poet and artist
Song (How Sweet I Roamed), st. 1
1780s, Poetical Sketches (1783)
“I suppose if we’re going to fall in love all over again, kissing will be part of it.”
Mary E. Pearson (1955) young-adult fiction writer
Source: The Heart of Betrayal
Napoleon I of France (1769–1821) French general, First Consul and later Emperor of the French
Said after Dupont's capitulation at w:Bailén to the Spanish (1808), as quoted in The Art of Warfare on Land (1974) by David G. Chandler, p. 164
George Eliot (1819–1880) English novelist, journalist and translator
The face bent over him like silver night
In long-remembered summers; that calm light
Of days which shine in firmaments of thought,
That past unchangeable, from change still wrought.
The Legend of Jubal (1869)
Sylvia Day (1973) American writer
Variant: As long as you understand the difference. People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you, Eva.
Source: Reflected in You