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...after surgery for a urinary tract obstruction complicated by a mild heart attack and a subsequent blood clot in his lung; Clifton Webb, 69, courtly film comedian, in a Houston hospital for vascular surgery; Mrs. William O. Douglas, 45, wife of the Supreme Court Justice, with lacerations of the forehead and left knee sustained in a car-truck collision in Georgetown not far from her home; Hugh Gaitslcell, 56, Britain's Labor Party leader, in a London hospital with pleurisy complicated by pericarditis...
...brain differs from the animals' in having a huge neocortex, a thick new bark containing billions of nerve cells. Each half of the cortex is divided into four main lobes: frontal (behind the forehead), temporal (inside the temple), parietal (under the crown), and occipital (at the back of the head). Animals do not speak, write, or think abstractly, and presumably both halves of their brains are equally active. At birth, the human brain is little different from an animal's. A newborn infant who has suffered severe damage to the left side of the brain may have almost...
...forehead furrowed with the effort of concentration, a massive, middle-aged Negro sat scrunched at a fourth-grader's desk in a Chicago public school. Bent over a ruled notebook, he slowly scrawled one letter, then another. Finally he leaned back and smiled. "Look at that," he beamed at his neighbor. "Look at that."' It was something to see. For the first time in his life, the man had written his name. Joyfully, he wrote it again, and then again...
Tremendous Humbug. The man who challenged the masters was short-legged, plump and swarthy, with violently staring eyes. He wore his hair in bangs to conceal two hornlike protuberances that jutted from his forehead. Contemporaries noted that there was something catlike in his manners, his wit and his sulks. Wrote Poet André Suares: "Just as the cat rubs itself against the hand, Debussy caresses his soul with the pleasure which he invokes." A natural bohemian, the composer spent nights roaming Montmartre with celebrities of the period ranging from Mata Hari to Marcel Proust...
...great favorite called The Laboratory of Hallucinations, a surgeon operated on the brain of his wife's lover, pinching here, clamping there, until he had turned the fellow utterly mad. The patient then got up off the table and drove a chisel through the doctor's forehead. Audiences used to faint, shriek, and vomit in the alley outside the theater. One night the house doctor was summoned to the aid of a fallen customer, but the doctor himself had collapsed...