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Last week, as punctual as autumn, a new notice arrived. Received: an extra 60 minutes in the sheets. Please remit two seasons of gloom...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Nation: Seize the Day | 11/13/1972 | See Source »

...pickets marched before the White House, chanting demands that Richard Nixon sign a peace agreement immediately?in perhaps the last sacrament of the sidewalk institution of protest?the dusk slowly faded and an autumn moon rose over the Executive Mansion. The White House lights came on in melancholy beauty, highlighting a glistening new coat of paint applied for the Inauguration of the next President, whose term will embrace the bicentennial celebration of the Republic. Maybe tranquillity of one kind or another is to be the reward for two centuries of survival. But life will be different in the old mansion...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Special Section: A War That Changed the Presidency | 11/6/1972 | See Source »

...many times have you heard Chris Schenkel blurt out male chauvinist remarks about some guy's date in the stands and follow it with his classic. "What better way to spend an autumn afternoon than with college football and ABC?" I, for one, would have to answer "Enough times to make me sick...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Big Leagues at Last? | 11/3/1972 | See Source »

...demon mask with ivory horns. In a sense, the extreme limit of aestheticization was reached by the makers of tsubas. Considered merely as an object, the 19th century sword guard of the blue-black copper alloy known as shakudo, inlaid with gold maple leaves (the gold patchy, as in autumn), is sumptuous enough. But the idea of dying with so delicate a work of art attached to one's stomach by two feet of razor-sharp steel could only have arisen in Edo Japan. ·Robert Hughes

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Spare Clarity | 10/30/1972 | See Source »

...collections. He likes to travel but has no hobbies. Böll was on his way to Israel when he heard of his prize. He expressed the usual joy and surprise, though only a hermit could not have heard the rumors that swirl like falling leaves each autumn. Shortly afterward, his son Vinzent ungraciously announced that, indeed, his father had been expecting the award. What the young man apparently did not realize was how many other writers were also on tiptoe...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: The Green Bouquet | 10/30/1972 | See Source »

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