“I feel the madness creeping slowly. Loved by many I'm still lonely.”
Ronnie Radke (1983) American singer
In the song "The Westerner"
Lament of the Irish Emigrant
“I feel the madness creeping slowly. Loved by many I'm still lonely.”
Ronnie Radke (1983) American singer
In the song "The Westerner"
Tom Springfield (1934) English musician, songwriter and record producer
Song A World of Our Own.
"At an Old Palace" (《行宫》), in Gems of Chinese Literature, trans. Herbert A. Giles
Variant translations:
Deserted now imperial bowers.
For whom still redden palace flowers?
Some white-haired chambermaids at leisure
Talk of the late emperor's pleasure.
"At an Old Palace", in Song of the Immortals: An Anthology of Classical Chinese Poetry, trans. Yuanchong Xu (Beijing: New World Press, 1994), p. 128
The ancient Palace lies in desolation spread.
The very garden flowers in solitude grow red.
Only some withered dames with whitened hair remain,
Who sit there idly talking of mystic monarchs dead.
"The Ancient Palace", as translated by W. J. B. Fletcher in Lotus and Chrysanthemum: An Anthology of Chinese and Japanese Poetry (New York: Boni & Liveright, 1934), p. 107
Van Morrison (1945) Northern Irish singer-songwriter and musician
Real Real Gone
Song lyrics, Enlightenment (1990)
Jimmy Wales (1966) Wikipedia co-founder and American Internet entrepreneur
"Identity question for world's encyclopaedia", The Times (30 December 2005) http://business.timesonline.co.uk/tol/business/industry_sectors/media/article782970.ece?print=yes&randnum=1188516145101
“Few sons, indeed, are like their fathers.
Generally they are worse; but just a few are better.”
II. 276–277 (tr. E. V. Rieu).
Odyssey (c. 725 BC)
Source: The Odyssey