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...ingrained sense of privacy. It sounds like I'm trying to explain myself, justify myself, like most of us do when we make mistakes. And it's so undignified ... I have paid and Richard has paid through both of our hearts and our guts. Our brains have bled ... I have learned, however, that there's no deodorant like success...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Actresses: Our Eyes Have Fingers | 12/25/1964 | See Source »

...scoured the countryside for votes, while Luci Baines did her part by frug-dancing up a storm wherever she went. More and more, Johnson journeyed back and forth across the U.S., drinking in huge draughts of adoration from the crowds, shaking thou- sands of proffered hands until his fingers bled. Each foray into the crowds satiated him only for the moment, as if such experience was a narcotic that required constant renewal...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Fresoency: A Different Man | 11/4/1964 | See Source »

Playing Rafael's mother with fiery whiplash energy, Dancer Carmen Amaya proudly declares: "When your father met me, he danced until his feet bled. They were bandaged for 15 days." Ever alert to such cues, Los Tarantos throbs whenever plot and subtitles give way to the stirring beat of darting hands and clicking heels. When an old man caracoles through a whirlwind of autumn leaves. Or when Rafael's doomed friend (Antonio Gades) dances among Barcelona's street sprinklers in the silver-blue wash of a winter's night, casting a rich theatrical spell that makes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: The Bard in Barcelona | 6/19/1964 | See Source »

...trusts the author and the playgoer, for a change, and the play flashes like an unsheathed sword, keen, virile, inescapably compelling. It is a patriot's poem of valor, a memorial ode written in the bright and acrid air of combat for all men who ever fought, bled and died for their country's honor...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: Hit & Miss in Minnesota | 5/22/1964 | See Source »

...crowded up to the line in suburban Hopkinton. A motlier crew never trotted down a pike. "I'm trying to get back into shape," explained Konrad Ulbrich, onetime captain of the Harvard swimming team. "The guys at the bar bet me I couldn't do it," mum bled a red-eyed fellow in pajama bot toms. There was a doctor from Peter Bent Brigham Hospital, who talked about the "mental and spiritual uplift" of running to the point of physical collapse. And a college English teacher announced: "I'm a runner, so what am I supposed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Track & Field: For Glory, & for Stew | 5/1/1964 | See Source »

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