Quotations About / On:
The Teutons have been singing the swan song ever since they entered the ranks of history. They have always confounded truth with death.
(Henry Miller (1891-1980), U.S. author. Plexus, ch. 17 (1963).
Miller was discussing Nietzsche and Spengler.)
I suppose any note, no matter how sour, sounds like a song if you hold onto it long enough.
(Dewitt Bodeen (1908-1988), U.S. screenwriter, Gunther V. Fritsch, and Robert Wise. Mrs. Reed (Jane Randolph), The Curse of the Cat People (1944).
Talking to her daughter.)
None but a maid is roused by a love song. And this was a maid, an old maid.
(Honoré De Balzac (1799-1850), French novelist. In The Works of Honoré de Balzac, vol. IV, trans. by George Saintsbury (1971). Narrator, in Pierrette, originally named Pierrette Lorrain, in Le Siècle (1840); included in the Comédie humaine as a Scène de la Vie de Province (1843).)
Let me make the superstitions of a nation and I care not who makes its laws or its songs either.
(Mark Twain [Samuel Langhorne Clemens] (1835-1910), U.S. author. "Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar," ch. 51, Following the Equator (1897).)
There's nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book.
(Carson McCullers (1917-1967), U.S. author. Ferris, in "The Sojourner," The Ballad of the Sad Cafe (1951).)
She also knew old slave songs and I wondered why, when she hummed them, grandmother braided my hair even more softly, as if her fingers became liquid with pity.
(Simone Schwarz-Bart (b. 1938), Gaudeloupean author. The Bridge of Beyond, p. 52, Éditions du Seuil (1972).)
There are few cases in which mere popularity should be considered a proper test of merit; but the case of song-writing is, I think, one of the few.
(Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1845), U.S. poet, critic, short-story writer. repr. In Essays and Reviews (1984). "Marginalia," Southern Literary Messenger (Richmond, Va., April 1849).)
Writing, madam, 's a mechanic part of wit! A gentleman should never go beyond a song or a billet.
(George Etherege (1635-1691), British dramatist, diplomat. Sir Fopling, in The Man of Mode, act 4, sc. 1 (1676).)
One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.
(Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (1749-1832), German poet, dramatist. Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship, bk. 5, ch. 1 (1795-1796), trans. by Thomas Carlyle.)
Every day one should at least listen to a little song, read a good poem, look at a fine painting, and, if possible, say a few reasonable words.
(Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (1749-1832), German poet, dramatist. Serlo, in Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship, bk. V, ch. 1 (1795-1796).)