There was a chance for me to write one song for the section where Elvis sat in his black leather outfit and sang the old hits. At eight oclock the next morning I had written Memories. – Mac Davis
To live anywhere in the world today and be against equality because of race or color is like living in Alaska and being against snow. – William Faulkner
Still falls the rain — dark as the world of man, black as our loss — blind as the nineteen hundred and forty nails upon the Cross. – Dame Edith Sitwell
