Word: consciousness
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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George Norris was 83 when he lay down for the last time in the front bedroom of the big, stucco house on Main Avenue. One morning last week he was stricken with a cerebral hemorrhage. For a day he was conscious of the August sun on the hackberry trees and lilac bushes which he had planted. Then more fever came, and coma, and his old heart stopped...
...specifically he prescribes: ". . . Our central need is for a contemporary redemptive society which will do for us what the redemptive society envisaged by Augustine did for his generation. . . . Christianity won in the Roman Empire, not chiefly as a belief, though it was a belief, but more as a self-conscious fellowship. ... A group of 50 really devoted Christians who are not in the least apologetic and who are willing to make the spread of the gospel their first interest would affect mightily any campus in the country, no matter how great the initial opposition might be. The same...
Light on Lights. Before taking Harold out of his trance, Lindner told him to forget what he had said. Primed with leading questions, Lindner had little difficulty getting the same story from Harold at a later, conscious session. Eventually analyst and patient concluded that Harold's psychosis was rooted in Oedipean jealousy of his father, that his blinking sprang from his association of the theater's bright lights with the whole shocking experience. Lindner reports that the hypnoanalysis cured Harold's blinking...
...remember the morning of May 19, 1944, when I took my battle station for the second time on the bridge and was immediately conscious of tense excitement there. Our Air Group had been launched shortly before dawn to fly over 14 Jap airfields, hit the great oil refinery and naval manufacturing works of Java, and, incidentally, to shoot down any planes that might be in the air and to sink any ships that might be in the harbor (ten were destroyed that...
...Waterloo to Roosevelt II, centering in the Civil War and loosely sewn together by the narrative of a young man in search of his ancestors. (One of them is Grand father Romulus Hanks, late Captain of the 117th Iowa.) It is crowded with pas sages of adolescent naughtiness, self-conscious profanity and dreamy, implausible and interminable accounts of old Southern vices. Its battle scenes are compounded reports of decapitations, disembowelings, castrations. It is a novel of death without grief, fornication without intimacy (or even without much interest), violence without terror...