Word: heart
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...ambitions of new leaders sometimes sink into Realpolitik. To the environmentalists' delight, Dick Lamm, Colorado's newly elected Governor, proclaimed in 1975: "I am going to drive a silver stake through the heart of Interstate 470"?a road that was to be the final link of a circumferential highway around Denver...
...Jerusalem, baleful questions surrounded the precarious state of the health of Israeli Premier Menachem Begin. Begin, 65, who has a long history of heart trouble, was in Hadassah Hospital suffering from what was officially described as a blood clot in a small artery of his brain. It had cost him possibly the permanent loss of 25% of his vision. Doctors and aides alike insisted that the affliction was under control, with the help of anticoagulant drugs, and that Begin's mental processes remained unimpaired. They said that he was cheerfully reading and continuing to conduct government business from...
...instance, makes elaborate seashell mosaics on the beach (though, ultimately, he knows, they will be washed away), and falls in love with his neighbor Angelica, though she too, dies. Submerged beneath the gnawing pangs of hunger in his body are the cries of his head and heart...
...Brazil), Badham cuts away. Olivier is a man of the stage, and cold entrances don't suit him; it takes him awhile to warm up. The only time Badham holds on him for any length of time is after he's just rammed a stake through his daughter's heart, at which point he emits a series of ludicrously overwrought sobs. And the accent? "The vampire vants your blid," he explains at one point. The shame....the shame...
...real dimension, because after he has obliged us by providing a series of lurid thrills, we pull out on him too. And he goes knowing that he'll be back, that you can't keep a good man down, that you can't put a stake through your own heart of darkness. So we return to our isolated hells, knowing that he has the answer to our terminal loneliness, our inability to know--really know--other human beings: ingest them...