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Actually, of course, the fear of success, though understandable enough in a civilization like ours which worships that shifty goddess, is an ignoble fear, and can become ridiculous, as in the pronouncements of those who revolt against the age by reversing its values. We are doubtless a contemptible generation, but it is not true that whatever succeeds with us must be bad. Frost and Eliot and Faulkner and Joyce and Brecht and O'Neill are and were enormous successes--far more successful than the great of other generations have been in their lifetimes. And it is not inconceivable...
...doll play, telling of a blind man and his wife who commit suicide, and of a goddess who restores them to life, scores chiefly through details and through Utaemon VI's acting as the woman. To a Westerner, the snail-paced story seems more often theatrically trite than poetically touching. On the other hand, the final play-telling of a rich provincial who falls in love with a courtesan and tries, with tragic consequences, to buy her out of her brothel-has not only pictorial charm but genuine story and character interest. Here Grand Kabuki conveys very well...
...birds in public gardens, and usually have two or three perched on their heads." But Mother scarcely foresaw the strange-feathered notions that would roost inside Graves's head. Out of this intellectual aviary fly de-crested myths, twice-tweaked Bible tales, a poetic cockatoo called the White Goddess, and great whooping cranes of scholarly controversy. As a man who travels "full-speed in the wilder regions of my own, some say crazy, head," Graves ranges airily from poetry to poltergeists, from mushrooms to Majorca (his expatriate home). Though the form changes-essay, lecture, story, poem-the wryly cantankerous...
...fortune for its client -especially since the lot included Rembrandt's "lost" Juno. But after an agonizing period of unenthusiastic bidding, the auctioneer finally declared: "Fifty thousand guineas [$147,000], Himmelheid." Himmelheid was only a name-a face-saving fiction for Rembrandt's battered and fading goddess, whom no one wanted enough to put up the 100,000 guineas the sellers had hoped for. "If you won't pay," they had said in effect, "we won't play...
...full of the mythological as well as the real (chief of the mystic artists is old [72], nearly blind Tudlik, the wise man of the Cape Dorset people). The jet-black raven circling overhead is an evil omen; the sea is the home of the mischievous mermaid-like sea goddess Talluliyuk, who lures the seal away from the hunter. And when the aurora borealis flickers overhead, the Eskimos know that the lights come from the dead playing with seal skulls...