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...whom are older than most Harvard undergraduates, is Skinner's office. What was once the headquarters of behavioristic efficiency, busy with the chatter of graduate students and colleagues, now remains quiet most of the day. The phone doesn't ring as often as it used to. And the incessant clatter of typewriter keys from the adjoining secretary's office has dwindled to ten hours a week. Pictures of smiling grand-children that adorn the filing cabinet are heavy with dust. Even the crusted rug in his office looks old and tired...
...Christmas-morning quiet on Pennsylvania Avenue was sundered by a clatter of metal. Out on the White House lawn was an unexpected and most unwelcome package: a 1975 Chevrolet had crashed through a wrought-iron gate at the northwest corner of the grounds and screeched to a halt a few feet from the mansion's north portico...
...them. In a building still blackened from being burned out, a baker pulls trays of flat bread out of the makeshift oven, while a shop opened beneath twisted iron shutters offers transistors and domestic appliances. Above the din of the crowd, there is the hum of bulldozers and the clatter of sledgehammers as workers battle to clear the debris of hopelessly damaged buildings...
...more than three decades ago, a nine-year-old showman named Stefan Kanfer amazed his friends by producing coins and cards out of thin air. "It was the old up-the-sleeve trick," recalls Kanfer, now anchor man of TIME'S Essay section, "and the coins would generally clatter to the floor, to my embarrassment. As a magician, I had ten things working against me-my fingers." So the young Kanfer went to New York University and ended up writing advertising copy, gag lines for Victor Borge, short fiction, TV programs, a few off-Broadway shows...
...poet snores through the months of dormancy, then for a moment slips free of neurosis, professional chores, friends, money problems, sexual despair, family clatter and habits of sloth, and writes six lines. Four of these are bad, and as he sinks back into the murk at the bottom of his mind, he scratches them out. In a working lifetime he may only slip free for a very few days of these moments, and may accumulate enough good lines to fill at best a few hundred pages...