Word: cliches
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...when he got to musing about sex, virtually an arrested adolescent. It also camouflaged facts that Hitchcock judged inimical to commercial success: that he took himself seriously as an artist, and that almost all of his work addressed itself, metaphorically, to the most sober existential questions. To use a clich?ppropriate to a man of his girth, he was determined to eat his cake and have...
...undeniably deft-and extremely lucky-politician. He also is a relatively known quantity in the White House, whereas the inexperienced Reagan would require a definite leap of faith by voters supporting him. Says Northwestern University Political Scientist Louis Masotti: "There's a variation on the old cliché: you don't change horses' asses in midstream. You've got one, and at least you know its contours...
...Persia, Kurdistan, Afghanistan, the mountains of the Hindu Kush and the rocky heights of the Yemen. After 20 years, Thesiger's words and photographs maintain a clarity and freshness rarely found in books of this type. Everything is confronted directly and, though there is sameness, there are no clichés. There is even an occasional touch of Kipling in his prose: "Above the village the scant ruins of a castle sat on a fang of rock, accessible only by a precarious path above a 200 foot drop. From this seemingly impregnable strong hold Hassan-i-Sabbah...
...difference between a madman and me," Dali is often quoted as saying, "is that I am not mad." Indeed, he is not; and that is why the Pompidou Center is crowded. Dali's public hopes to meet a mind which fulfills its two ruling clichés about artists-the painter as old master (Raphael, Rubens) and the artist as freak (Van Gogh, Rimbaud). Dali gives his public a tacky, vivid caricature of both while fulfilling neither. No modern painter has armored himself more assiduously in mediocrity...
...clichés that can be set aside is Scott Fitzgerald's notion that American lives lack second acts. We have become a nation of second-acters (or should it be actors?). Everyone seems to be scurrying about trying to re-create himself at least once before his final scene...