Word: gazes
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Today's tourists are discovering a Turkey that transcends popular stereotypes. In Istanbul they jam the Topkapi Palace to gaze at the 400-room harem of the sultanate and to view its incomparable treasury of emeralds, diamonds, gold and ivory. They pack the Blue Mosque and the other masterpieces of Mehmet Aga, Turkey's great 17th century architect. Bargain hunters fill the cavernous covered bazaar looking for rugs, leather goods and gold. To the south, near Izmir, tour guides jockey for position at the ruins of Ephesus, where the main attraction is the Temple of Artemis, one of the Seven...
...tutor, Martha C. Abbruzzese '91, who had left Cambridge only half an hour earlier, returns his gaze in shock. There are no bars, no armed guards--at least not here in the Program Area at Deer Island prison. The inmate's grim face and worn clothing belie the classroom-like atmosphere. For a minute, murder almost seems possible...
...explains his notion of textual lightness, for example, with the story of how Perseus slew the Medusa. In Calvino's allegory, the Medusa, whose gaze turns men to stone, freezes language with paralyzing weight. Perseus destroys the Medusa with lightness: he flies above her, and he only looks at her indirectly, in the mirror of his shield. Indirection and change are as important to Calvino's lightness as the subtraction of weight...
Freud was an unimposing man, 5 ft. 7 in. tall and nearly always dressed in conservative coat and tie. He did, however, have a penetrating stare, and an English analyst who visited him after World War I noted the "forward thrust of his head and critical exploring gaze of his keenly piercing eyes." There was the neatly trimmed beard and the ever present cigar. He was addicted. Writing to his fiancee in the early 1880s, Freud the lover justified his tobacco habit with the romantic observation that "smoking is indispensable if one has nothing to kiss." Elsewhere, in a professional...
...through the silk-fringed curtains of his golden palanquin, the young ruler set up a projector by which he eagerly devoured Tarzan movies, Henry V and, best of all, home movies of his own capital. Often, he recalls, he would take a telescope onto the palace roof and wistfully gaze at the boys and girls of Lhasa carelessly going about their lives...