Word: geniuses
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Life as a "playful and fanciful trifle . . . sharp and screaming" and hopelessly lacking in "warm, ideological conviction." It was probably, conceded the young composer's critic charitably, the fault of undue influence by expatriate Russian Composer Stravinsky, "an artist without a fatherland or deep ethical principles." But jilted Genius Shostakovich, hard at work on an opera crammed with ideology, declined an offer to conduct in Boston...
...Dirac is the genius who sensed the existence of the positron (positive electron) by figuring how a "hole" would behave if one should appear in a field of (negative) electrons. The hole, he decided, would act like a positive electron. Though no such particle had ever been found, colleagues began to look. Sure enough, they found the holes, as tangible as anything in basic physics, and named them "positrons...
...fellow-artist believes that she was a genius. Wrote her brother, Augustus John, in Britain's Burlington Magazine: "Few on meeting this retiring person in black, with her tiny hands and feet, a soft, almost inaudible voice, and delicate Pembrokeshire accent, would' have guessed that here was the greatest woman artist of her age, or, as I think, of any other...
...clear that beneath his urbanity he was deeply excited by his native land. The excitement is plainest in James's reflections on Richmond, which the aging genius approached with a young attitude: he looked for tragic poetry in the air of the Confederate capital. James's actual impression of Richmond-seen in all its poverty under a dreary winter snowfall- gains great force by contrast...
...This was Evan Llewelyn Evans, advertising and radio genius, scourge of account executives. . . The man who had built and broken more stars than anyone else in radio . . . who had fired a world famous Metropolitan Opera soprano because she wouldn't sing Some of These Days. . . . Mr. Evans raised his straw-covered head once more, hawked and spit on the mahogany board table. . . . It was always there, the feeling of fear. It hung in the air in the office of Evan Llewelyn Evans. . . . The Fear...