Word: explained
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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That helps explain why he commands stage center so nobly. Says Robert Bolt...
...that she had made only three of them - and that they were to Miami for "sightseeing and shopping." Russell Derrickson, staff director of Powell's panel, denied making any of the 26 trips charged to his name. Odell Clark, the committee's chief investigator, was unable to explain why his expense account showed him in Los Angeles on a day that travel credit vouchers recorded him as flying from New York to Miami. Evidence indicated, said Hays, that Powell's older son, Adam III, 20, a student at M.I.T., and two friends used committee-vouched tickets...
...genuinely tried to suppress his identity. Small wonder. This fellow not only told all but did all. He had a lifelong devotion to the female pudenda. He was a mountaineer of the mons Veneris. Why? Well, because it was there. No rational or speculative explanation can serve otherwise to explain his enormous obsession. His book illustrates the Hegelian principle that quantity becomes quality. Art emerges from arithmetic: it could have been written by a computer fed to repletion by a sex-crazed programmer...
Joyce refused to explain his literary efforts publicly, but argued his ideas fiercely in correspondence with Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot, W. B. Yeats and James Stephens. Probably no writer was ever more single-minded than Joyce or more convinced of his own genius, even before he published a line. Yet his life was a continuous obstacle course. His eyes failed him, he had facial neuralgia, arthritis of the back, sciatica. "My mouth is full of decayed teeth," he wrote, "and my soul of decayed ambitions." He was to die in 1941 from the hemorrhaging of a duodenal ulcer...
...name. It is fortunate, too, for the reader, that Kerouac lost his own bearings so often: amusingly drunken cafe brawls, busted suitcases tied up with neckties, lost planes, overcharging tarts and mercenary French petite bourgeoisie. Kerouac is an engaging fellow. Brave, too. At one point, he undertook to explain to goggle-eyed Parisians that he speaks purer French than they, because "I roll my r's on my tongue and not in my throat." For that coup alone he deserves a barony...