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...bird who dies with the last note. She dies too, along with her mysterious auditor. It is Agnon's anguished challenge to his own quest: the past is alien, and unrecoverable, and he who seeks it is destined to live in the limbo between the sunset and the dawn...
...constitution, banned strikes and all public gatherings, imposed censorship on the press, closed schools, banks and stores, did away with the need for search warrants and set up special military courts to try violators. Troops patrolled the streets with orders to shoot anyone who broke the dusk-to-dawn curfew. The seizure was such a model of military precision that no one had time to organize a protest. Despite some rumors of shooting in Athens and Salonica, the coup was virtually bloodless...
...might run a commercial for HABITS (Homelies Against Beautifuls in Television Spots). Since the dawn of TV, advertisers have crowded the screen with dashingly handsome men and curvaceously lovely women telling the world that Brylcreem's "little dab'll do ya" or "Ban takes the worry out of being close." The implication was that if viewers drained their sinus cavities, mopped their floors and swabbed their armpits with the Beautifuls' products, then they too would somehow be Beautifuls. Ugly notion, says John O'Toole of Foote, Cone & fielding: "The younger generation we have today does...
Alfgrim grows up regarding Bjorn and his wife as his grandparents. It is a lively existence-going out at dawn with Bjorn to net lumpfish, playing in the nearby churchyard, lending a hand and his voice at funerals and, above all, skirmishing with such terrifying girls as Blaer, the choirmaster's daughter, and little Miss Gudmunsen, with her red gloves and fiery temper. When at last he is ready to cross the sea to the university in Denmark, his shawled "grandmother" says: "If you should meet a poor old woman like me anywhere in the world, give...
...work of Sculptor Louise Nevelson. Awed spectators moved from darkened room to darkened room, observing Nevelson's monumental spotlighted pillars and walls built of orange crates, dowels, spindles and other bits of wooden bric-a-brac but sprayed either all black, all white or all gold. America-Dawn, a multi-totemed white creation, looms like a silent convocation of sentinels. Tropical Rain Forest hangs from the walls and ceiling of an entirely blackened corridor, inviting the visitor to stroll through the secret splendor...