Striving to tell his woes, words would not come; For light cares speak, when mighty griefs are dumb.
I haven't figured out why people like what they like. I don't know. I wish I did. I could sell that to everybody, man, and be a millionaire.
Arthur Balfour, Statesman (1848) |
Elias Canetti, Author (1905) |
Thomas Eakins, Artist (1844) |
Don Ellis, Musician (1934) |
Estelle Getty, Actress (1923) |
Anna Harrison, First Lady (1775) |
James Lafferty, Actor (1985) |