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...after a while, it actually adds to your confidence to see an Uzi or two. Most mornings I take a walk directly past the Prime Minister's residence. I am free to stop and look up into his kitchen and see what the head of state is having for breakfast, behind a wall and bulletproof glass but no more than 20 yards away. I can put my ear to the wall and try to listen for what song he is singing to put his children to sleep, and if I am tired of walking...
WASHINGTON: If there was ever a time for healing, this was it. President Clinton seized his final opportunity to express sorrow before the release of Ken Starr's report Friday at a widely televised White House prayer breakfast. The stony mask he wore during the August 17 speech to the nation was gone; in its place, glistening eyes and a cracking voice. "It is important to me that everybody who has been hurt know that the sorrow that I feel is genuine -- first and most important my family, also my friends, my staff, my Cabinet, Monica Lewinsky and her family...
...complete his portrayal of a perfectly penitent sinner, Clinton promised to seek "pastoral support and help from others." What could be missing from the apology this time round? Only the timing. With House members voting to release the Starr report just hours after the prayer breakfast, it wasn't too little, but it may have come too late...
...lifts the veil on the devastating affair she had with J.D. Salinger when she was 18 and the reclusive author of Catcher in the Rye was 53. Maynard's recounting is full of all those key details sympathetic girlfriends require. He made her eat frozen Birds Eye peas for breakfast and then throw up; he seemed to get along best with very young girls; they couldn't even manage to have sex. Any spurned lover can understand Maynard's desire to tell all: after convincing her they are "landsmen"--soulmates--Salinger dumps the vulnerable teenager cruelly and without explanation...
...fragile intimacy, in which the artist is both agent and voyeur. He took this domestic introversion to an extreme--the world of work, for instance, is so thoroughly excluded from his paintings that he didn't even depict his own studio. His world was bounded by the bathroom, the breakfast room, the bedroom and the overgrown garden, its disorder of jasmine, honeysuckle and wisteria as exotically suffused with color as Fiji, though glimpsed through French windows...