Something was still there, that something that distinguishes an artist from a performer: the revealing of self. Here I be. Not for long, but here I be. In sensing her mortality, we sensed our own.


On seeing a 1956 performance by Billie Holiday, Talking to Myself Bk. 4 (1977) Ch. 4

Studs Terkel Quotes

Something was still there, that something that distinguishes an artist from a performer: the revealing of self. Here I be. Not for long, but here I...

Something was still there, that something that distinguishes an artist from a performer: the revealing of self. Here I be. Not for long, but here I...

Something was still there, that something that distinguishes an artist from a performer: the revealing of self. Here I be. Not for long, but here I...

Something was still there, that something that distinguishes an artist from a performer: the revealing of self. Here I be. Not for long, but here I...