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When you are courting a nice girl an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder a second seems like an hour. That's relativity.
Maybe it's egocentric or whatever, but when I'm playing Beethoven, Bach, Hendrix, or whoever it is, in the end, it just feels like my own music and I'm making it up as I'm going along.
Diane Ackerman, Poet (1948) |
Sherman Alexie, Writer (1966) |
Henry Alford, Clergyman (1810) |
June Allyson, Actress (1917) |
Amiri Baraka, Poet (1934) |
Cotton Fitzsimmons, Coach (1931) |
Clive James, Writer (1939) |
Elizabeth Janeway, Author (1913) |
William Samuel Johnson, Politician (1727) |
Thomas Keneally, Novelist (1935) |
Wally George, Celebrity (2003) |
Natalia Ginzburg, (1991) |
Radclyffe Hall, Poet (1943) |
Johnny Kidd, Musician (1966) |