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...King of Swing has changed his tune. What Benny Goodman blows nowadays is apt to come out classical and strictly correct. He does his sleeping at night, and every day he practices from three to six hours. "If you get out of practice," Benny explains, mopping his brow, "you lose your lip. It's a physical kind of thing. You gotta be in shape even to just stand there and have this thing hung onto ya." After practice Benny relaxes by the fire in his Connecticut country home, sipping coffee sweetened with saccharin. At 43 he still looks like...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Personality, Jan. 5, 1953 | 1/5/1953 | See Source »

...worried oil official last week, "a tough Oklahoma oil driller just isn't going to be satisfied to work here for six days a week and then relax with a bottle of Coca-Cola." But neither was a tough old Lion of the Desert, rich as Croesus, apt to be worried by such deprivation, when the welfare of his sons was at stake...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: SAUDI ARABIA: Dry Desert | 12/22/1952 | See Source »

...choose he'd far rather be in his experimental laboratory than teaching Physics 11a--"frankly I think I'm a bit stale there." In Lyman he is sheltered from much of the college life. When non-science students do see him, moreover, they are apt to mistake him for a graduate student--though he is all of 40. The Davidson game was the first football match he's attended in 12 years. "But I love baseball," he is quick...

Author: By David C. D. rogers, | Title: Edward Purcell | 12/9/1952 | See Source »

...personal worker in the Seattle Crusade ... I rather question the phrase, "In fits of depression" he "reproaches himself . . . for vainglory." In most instances, human beings are more apt to pride themselves in moments of exultation and joy of success. I believe his reproaching of himself is continual since he realizes, humbly, his insignificance in the sight...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Dec. 8, 1952 | 12/8/1952 | See Source »

Once upon a time there was a poor man. He was not meek in spirit, but lazy, mean, vituperative and usually drunk. He stood all day long, a beggar, by the church in a little French town, and when anyone gave him alms, he was apt to curse and spit and swipe at them with his stick for thanks. Everybody despised him, and he despised everybody...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Rich Man, Poor Man | 11/24/1952 | See Source »

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