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...Miriam Paar, Jack's pretty and patient wife, appears at poolside with a dinner tray-brook trout, corn on the cob, string beans, mixed green salad. Jack tops it off with a chocolate sundae garnished with whipped cream and peanuts...
...result of his life at Eton, that he insisted his children be privately tutored. Young John's education was, as he himself says, "most abnormal," and instead of ending up in the army or the government, he found himself a reporter on the Sunday Express. Lord Beaver-brook's editors taught him "all about giving people what they want, not what they should have." Dale Carnegie's How to Win Friends and Influence People is "a sort of bible with...
With its macabre lighting and with Peter Brook's often eloquent staging, The Visit is as incredible and surrealist, yet as bluntly precise and compelling, as a dream. Right in the midst of her demands for his death, Claire will have a woodsy, almost idyllic reunion with her betrayer. The play's harsh power lies in just such incongruity, in its consistent theatricality, in its mingling of batlike symbolic figures with small-town burghers and clods, in what it graphically evokes but never exactly defines. Is it Schill, for example, that the townspeople finally kill...
...second consequence, as grave as the feeling of division that has been created in the community, is the bad faith shown those sons of Harvard who have died for their countries in two World Wars and the Korean War. I cannot brook the kind of legalism that reminds us that it is not the Church which is the memorial to our dead, but only the south wall. The Church is a memorial to those who died fighting for their countries, and inscribed on the rolls are men who fought in the ranks of our then enemies. It is sufficient that...
Where a plank bridge spans a small brook that runs into the Black Sea, two Turkish infantrymen stood guard this week. Their posture was rigidly prescribed: each had one foot on the bridge and one foot on Turkish soil, one hand behind his back and one on a rifle topped by a flat-bladed, freshly honed bayonet. Motionless, they stared across the brook into thick underbrush where no human figure was to be seen. They were two of the thousands of 12?-a-month Turkish mehmetciks who keep sleepless vigil over the 367-mile border which is the only frontier...