Word: gods
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Yakubovsky has a Btfsplkian habit of turning up just before something big happens." Who or what is "Btfsplkian?" Is it from Catch-22 or a recent novel? Please set me straight. I may not sleep for fear of Yakubovsky turning up in D.C. in some Jekyll guise. God forbid...
...part: "The whole nation, stirred to teeming excitement by his eloquence, has tingled in every polyglot branch: English and French, Irish and Italian, German and Polish, Hungarian and Japanese, black and white, Swede and Magyar, all have mouthed his name in ecstasy, flinging the wonderful sound to the blue God-given skies until the vastness of America roared." I like the idea of America roaring--America the big lion, roaring munching during its elections period. When is it that the American lion yawns...
...someone says we have taken land that does not belong to us, he is wrong," says Dani, although the Arabs might not agree. "No one ever worked this land. No one ever lived here. We are not throwing anyone out. It does not belong to anybody, except to God. The earth is lifeless. Smell it. It has no odor. We will put life back in it." As for Kallia's immediate future, Dani says: "We need three things. The road, water and peace. The one we're building. The second we'll find. And if we have...
...God created man, so Shakespeare created Hamlet. He is an infinite mar vel. He is more than a part: he is an element, a realm, a cosmos. He is man in extremis, fencing desperately and gal lantly on the rim of an abyss called fate. To watch him is to be chilled and electrified by the destiny...
...admits to 220 Ibs., but the way they are spread over his 5-ft. 9-in. frame, he looks even beefier. He is a brash Irishman who comes on strong, forever "God-bless"-ing strangers, swearing at friends and consigning his enemies, who are many, to hell. When he made his big decision last week, Mr. James Breslin informed the world in his own waggish way-with a Page One ad in the New York Times, a paper for which he has never written. It said: "ROBERT j. ALLEN: You are on your own. I am giving up my newspaper...