
On the song “Ballad of the Sad Young Men” in “Roberta Flack: 'My music is my expression of what I feel in a moment'” https://www.theguardian.com/music/2020/jan/21/roberta-flack-interview-music-grammys in The Guardian (2020 Jan 21)
quoted from Tutti Frutti, p. 75
White, Charles (2003). The Life and Times of Little Richard: The Authorized Biography. Omnibus Press. ISBN 0306805529.
On the song “Ballad of the Sad Young Men” in “Roberta Flack: 'My music is my expression of what I feel in a moment'” https://www.theguardian.com/music/2020/jan/21/roberta-flack-interview-music-grammys in The Guardian (2020 Jan 21)
O Black and Unknown Bards, st. 6.
Fifty Years and Other Poems (1917)
“Attack is the reaction; I never think I have hit hard unless it rebounds.”
April 2, 1775
Life of Samuel Johnson (1791), Vol II
“And when I first saw you I first loved you
With a song that I sang to the fire in your eyes”
"Lion In The Winter" on Southbound (1975) · Performance with Linda Ronstadt http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ya2dSRcqLBE
Context: And when I first saw you I first loved you
With a song that I sang to the fire in your eyes
But somebody told you that it wouldn't be easy
And you carried that lie for the devil to sing Some sail rivers deep and muddy some sail rivers clear and cold
But the river that I'm sailin' goes to sea
And sometimes I do grow weary sometimes I feel old
And sometimes I wonder if you think of me
Oregon Daily Emerald, "Mandy Patinkin to show his many faces at Hult" http://www.dailyemerald.com/archive/v100/3/990423/mandy.html
[Post Staff, http://www.phnompenhpost.com/national/recollections-king-father, Recollections of the King Father, 3 February 2013, 29 June 2015, Phnom Penh Post]
Jean-Christophe (1904 - 1912), Journey's End: The Burning Bush (1911)
Context: God was not to him the impassive Creator, a Nero from his tower of brass watching the burning of the City to which he himself has set fire. God was fighting. God was suffering. Fighting and suffering with all who fight and for all who suffer. For God was Life, the drop of light fallen into the darkness, spreading out, reaching out, drinking up the night. But the night is limitless, and the Divine struggle will never cease: and none can know how it will end. It was a heroic symphony wherein the very discords clashed together and mingled and grew into a serene whole! Just as the beech-forest in silence furiously wages war, so Life carries war into the eternal peace.
The wars and the peace rang echoing through Christophe. He was like a shell wherein the ocean roars. Epic shouts passed, and trumpet calls, and tempestuous sounds borne upon sovereign rhythms. For in that sonorous soul everything took shape in sound. It sang of light. It sang of darkness, sang of life and death. It sang for those who were victorious in battle. It sang for himself who was conquered and laid low. It sang. All was song. It was nothing but song.
When asked how he can predict that a song will be a hit.
Scaggs, Austin (2007-05-31), "Adam Levine". Rolling Stone. (1027):36.
Source: TEEN TALKS TO: Jennifer and Ashley Tisdale https://www.seventeen.com/celebrity/movies-tv/a11654/jennifer-tisdale-interview/ (January 1, 2008)
Source: Poems (1898), Rhymes And Rhythms, XV