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...know with absolute certainty will occur is still one we improvise? Do we lower our voices, dress in black, save a lock of hair as the Victorians did and wove into jewelry? Do you let young children see a corpse--the very word suddenly cold and empty because his flesh and blood no longer matter, his meaning filling the space once his presence is gone? "Is that Grandpa?" our 4-year-old wondered. "No, honey," my husband told her. "He's not here anymore. That's just his body." She worked at this, how the arms that held...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Light of Death | 4/24/2008 | See Source »

...quite how he and his fighters, ragtag and ill-equipped, had managed to plunge Nepal into a decade-long civil war that claimed 13,000 lives. But now all know Prachanda, the nom de guerre by which Dahal is more often referred, as not only a man of flesh and blood, but of suits and expensive pens. As results filter in from Nepal's April 10 election - the country's first in nine years - Prachanda's Maoists are poised to win a clear majority in the 601-member Constituent Assembly, a body that will draft the constitution...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Red Dawn | 4/17/2008 | See Source »

...plain lessons is that during Philip's reign, Spanish painters perfected the means of bringing recognizable human beings into their art. Spain may have been a center of Catholic piety, its eyes always fastened on heaven, but its paintings were full of vital, supple people made of real flesh and blood...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Spanish Painters Bring Heaven to Boston Museum | 4/17/2008 | See Source »

...sudden fit of passion, she clutched the rotting reptile to her breast. “I want to feel,” she gasped, as the gems’ cold facets dug into her yielding flesh. “I need to feel again...

Author: By Lesley R. Winters, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: The Stable Boy | 4/14/2008 | See Source »

...belt in silence and left the room without a word—stepping over her naked body on his way out the door. For an instant, Felicity lay there numbly. Then, with a curse, she picked herself off the floor and pulled her crumpled peignoir around her aching, unfulfilled flesh. He had done it on purpose, Felicity realized, furious. All he had wanted was to torment...

Author: By Lesley R. Winters, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: The Stable Boy | 4/14/2008 | See Source »

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