Word: breaths
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...intent is garbled, and it is completely unclear whether the progression is intended to be a historical survey of madness up through our time, or a portrait of the individual's slide into insanity. He discusses the great madmen of the past, both historical and literary, in the same breath as incidents and personages of contemporary madness. Interspersed with this plethora of examples are the case histories of six individuals whom society at one time deemed insane, and whom he now describes with a Kafkaesque grip on sanity their journey through madness and back. Never is there the sense, though...
James M. Kelly, president of the South Boston High Home and School Association, managed to muster the moral fortitude to call the beating "unfortunate and ugly" before adding in the same breath that his organization would provide "legal and moral" support for the alleged assailants...
...each limo drew up, one heard a brief, collective indrawing of breath as lungs dilated for the big squeal; generally it was followed by a disappointed exhalation, as the couple issuing from the Cadillac turned out to be unrecognizable. Lip gloss, hair spray, three-tone streaks, cocoa-butter tans, insecure Zapata mustaches and wine red crushed velvet tuxedos: the women looked like tennis club matrons and their escorts like croupiers. The teenies had come for Al Pacino, but he was in New York. Prodded by the eupeptic booming of the outside master of ceremonies, they stayed to squeal at Walter...
...turf, aloof, contained. Despite the energy of his grinding movements, no emotion glides over his soft face and glazed eyes. Perhaps he imagines that there is a razor-tin glass wall around his little world that keeps out the fat curls of smoke and perfume and breath thickened with alcohol. Here is no tall, thin, hipless model. The boy is a bit short and very muscular--he resembles classical statues of Greek god. Perhaps he pretends he is centuries away, dancing in some ancient mystic ritual. The glass wall deflects all human contact: he will twitch his butt...
Entering the chief playhouse in this three-theater complex, the not-yet-finished Olivier Theater, is a breath-catching moment. It flares out like a fan, not quite to the width of an amphitheater, but with an uncanny resemblance in miniature to the ancient Greek theater of Epidaurus. It is as if 2,500 years of dramatic history had been telescoped into this immutable wedge of space...