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...When France fell to the Nazis, Camus joined the Resistance in North Africa, eventually made his way to Paris. There, while working for his publisher, Gaston Gallimard, he secretly edited the Resistance newspaper Combat. On the day of liberation, Combat appeared with a Page One editorial. "Out of this dread childbirth," Camus had written, "a revolution is being born. The Paris that fights tonight intends to command tomorrow, not for power but for justice, not for politics but morality." For millions, that was the promise of the peace...
...closing pages of this novel, the nameless hero stands at the entrance of his room, compulsively clicking the light switch on and off. To his dread, he knows the light is working; yet no glimmer cuts the dense black fog before his eyes; he has gone completely blind. Danish Author Karl Bjarnhof, 61, has an un nerving intimacy with this scene and subject, for, at the age of 19, he lost his sight. The Good Light continues the fictionalized autobiography Bjarnhof began with his remarkable The Stars Grow Pale (TIME, April 28, 1958), taking his hero from boyhood into adolescence...
...form of Christian affirmation" leads to clarification, it also brings about a "humorless constriction of the very terms it brings under analysis." In short, said Sittler, the context of confirmation is the "massive and organic story of man--in his analysis and anguish, his vision and his dread, his lusts, longings, loves, and loneliness...
Most characteristic of Bahian art were wrought-iron figures of the dread god Exú, pronounced eh-shoe (see color page). As with other Bahian folk figures, Exú suffered a sea change in being transplanted from Africa. Among other things, he acquired the horns and trident of the Christian devil, and a wife (to keep him more content). Exú's power for death and destruction is unquestioned by thousands of believers, who rarely refer to him by name. They call him simply O Compadre (The Companion...
...full trial finally got under way, Podola coolly persisted in his disclaimer: "I do not remember the crime for which I stand accused ... I am unable to answer the charges." The jury spent only 38 minutes in arriving at a verdict of guilty. Covering his wig with the dread black cap, Judge Edmund Davies slowly told Podola: "You have been convicted on evidence of the most compelling character and certainty of the capital murder* of a police officer by shooting him down in the prime of his manhood. For that foul and terrible deed but one sentence is prescribed...