— James Baldwin (1924-1987) writer from the United States 1924 - 1987
„I will make the land [so] desolate- This is [actually] a kindly measure for Israel, for their enemies will not find any satisfaction in their land, for it will be desolate of its inhabitants.“
— Rashi French rabbi and commentator 1040 - 1105
Land of Israel
„As much as He was most tender and pure, right so He was most strong and mighty to suffer.
And for every man’s sin that shall be saved He suffered: and every man’s sorrow and desolation He saw, and sorrowed for Kindness and love.“
— Julian of Norwich English theologian and anchoress 1342 - 1416
The Eighth Revelation, Chapter 20
„In the end, the desolate age always turns instinctively to Classicism, which if nothing else legislates against certain kinds of disappointment.“
— Don Paterson Poet 1963
Aphorisms in Poetry, vol. 187, n. 1, October 2005
„The eye is lost in all directions among the desolation where the multitude of men and women are hiding, as always and as everywhere.“
— Henri Barbusse French novelist 1873 - 1935
Light (1919), Ch. XXII - Light
Contexto: The eye is lost in all directions among the desolation where the multitude of men and women are hiding, as always and as everywhere.
That is what is. Who will say, "That is what must be!"
I have searched, I have indistinctly seen, I have doubted. Now, I hope.
— Francis Scott Key American lawyer and poet 1779 - 1843
A line in the final stanzas is comparable to "It made and preserves us a nation" in The Flag of our Union by George Pope Morris.
The Star-Spangled Banner (1814)
Contexto: O say can you see by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner, O! long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country, should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.O thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation.
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the Heav'n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
— Haruki Murakami, livro The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
Fonte: The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
— Wallace Stevens American poet 1879 - 1955
The Necessary Angel (1951), Imagination as Value
— Baruch Spinoza Dutch philosopher 1632 - 1677
Fonte: Political Treatise (1677), Ch. 6, On Monarchy
Contexto: If slavery, barbarism and desolation are to be called peace, men can have no worse misfortune. No doubt there are usually more and sharper quarrels between parents and children, than between masters and slaves; yet it advances not the art of household management to change a father's right into a right of property, and count children but as slaves. Slavery, then, and not peace, is furthered by handing the whole authority to one man.
„Dark to me is the earth. Dark to me are the heavens.
Where is she that I loved, the woman with eyes like stars?
Desolate are the streets. Desolate is the city.
A city taken by storm, where none are left but the slain.“
— Wilfrid Scawen Blunt English poet and writer 1840 - 1922
„Tell him I lingered alone on the shore,
Where we parted, in sorrow, to meet nevermore;
The night-wind blew cold on my desolate heart
But colder those wild words of doom,—“Ye must part.”“
— Sarah Helen Whitman United States poet 1803 - 1878
Our Island of Dreams.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
„There are in this world blessed souls, whose sorrows all spring up into joys for others; whose earthly hopes, laid in the grave with many tears, are the seed from which spring healing flowers and balm for the desolate and the distressed.“
— Harriet Beecher Stowe, livro Uncle Tom's Cabin
Fonte: Uncle Tom's Cabin
— Patrick MacDonogh Irish poet 1902 - 1961
She Walked Unaware (1975)
— Luis Miguel Puerto Rican singer; music producer 1970
Interview in Mexico, 1995
— John Steinbeck American writer 1902 - 1968
Nobel Prize acceptance speech (1962)
Contexto: Humanity has been passing through a gray and desolate time of confusion. My great predecessor, William Faulkner, speaking here, referred to it as a tragedy of universal fear so long sustained that there were no longer problems of the spirit, so that only the human heart in conflict with itself seemed worth writing about.
Faulkner, more than most men, was aware of human strength as well as of human weakness. He knew that the understanding and the resolution of fear are a large part of the writer's reason for being.
This is not new. The ancient commission of the writer has not changed. He is charged with exposing our many grievous faults and failures, with dredging up to the light our dark and dangerous dreams for the purpose of improvement.