
A Credo, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
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.
A Credo, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
O Black and Unknown Bards, st. 6.
Fifty Years and Other Poems (1917)
“A lot of songs I sang to crowds to get their reaction. That's how I knew they'd hit.”
quoted from Tutti Frutti, p. 75
White, Charles (2003). The Life and Times of Little Richard: The Authorized Biography. Omnibus Press. ISBN 0306805529.
“Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang
When life was sweet because you call’d them sweet?”
Source: Poems of Christina Rossetti
Other Days, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).