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...minutes and 15 seconds later it closed at 2,200,000 guineas-$5,544,000, the highest price ever paid for any work of art. The expensive transaction eclipsed both the previous public-auction record, $2.3 million in 1961 for Rembrandt's Aristotle Contemplating the Bust of Homer, and the record for a private sale, an estimated $5,000,000 that was paid in 1967 for Leonardo's Ginevra dei Bend, by Washington's National Gallery of Art. The buyer of the Velásquez, Alec Wildenstein, 30, vice president of the New York firm of Wildenstein...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Highest Ever | 12/7/1970 | See Source »

...century literature-a literature shadowed by darkness and blindness-there can hardly be a more powerful intimation of union through suffering than Borges' fiercely compressed parable The Maker. Included in the present volume, this 1958 work suggests Borges' own fate by invoking the life of the blind Homer. Before blindness sets in, writes Borges, the poet lives only by fleeting sensation: "Little by little, the beautiful world began to leave him; a persistent mist erased the lines of his hand, the night lost its multitude of stars. He went deep into his past, which seemed to him bottomless...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: The Dagger of Deliverance | 11/30/1970 | See Source »

...there is salvation in Borges, it is in memory that overcomes the isolation of blindness, that links Borges with Homer or a gaucho-or with the reader...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: The Dagger of Deliverance | 11/30/1970 | See Source »

...literary welcome offered Segal in France was just the opposite. There he is "the new J. D. Sallinger," and he has risen to a plateau just below one of Homer's Greek gods...

Author: By Robert Decherd, | Title: For Segal, Harvard-Yale Game Is Annual 'Schizophrenia Time' | 11/19/1970 | See Source »

Have trouble sleeping? Suffer from the predawn blahs-wakefulness and worries at 4 a.m.? Some people take refuge in sleeping pills, or another nightcap. Not me. I simply thrust the unpleasant thoughts from my mind and demidoze about great men and greater deeds. I think about Homer Jones, 220 lbs. of black thunderbolt streaking at a rate of 9.3 sec. per 100 yds. down a football field. Or about Dick Butkus, that splendid savage of a middle linebacker, actually biting an opponent's nose during a pileup. Or about four massive linemen in purple shirts named Eller, Page, Larsen...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Essay: MYSTIQUE OF PRO FOOTBALL | 11/9/1970 | See Source »

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