Word: insomnia
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Farrell's effectiveness will increase, and so will the number of his readers." Either the publishers let Fadiman's prayer go unheeded or Farrell refused to submit to the operation. More than ten years and twelve books later, the Farrell prose is still a better cure for insomnia than almost anything else between covers. His new novel...
...when they told her they were married. Perhaps if they had gone to a more impersonal place, the original plan would have worked out better. But Adele's apartment was a home, redolent of strong emotions. In it lived Adele, a tough-faced old woman, "all leather and insomnia"; her husband Ugo, a gentle soul who felt in his bones the sufferings of his countrymen ; their son Antonio, an embittered ex-soldier who had welcomed the American soldiers but now hated them for their attentions to Italian women. It was a house where one could love or hate...
Like many another surrealist, Andre Masson suffers from insomnia. There was a time when he spent the long, painful hours of darkness dreaming up new paintings, but not any more. Masson has called a halt to the shadowy flood of gutted women, warring insects, angry furniture, neon seas, chalk idols and galloping labyrinths that made him famous, and moved out into the sunshine to paint landscapes...
Died. Dr. Axel Martin Fredrik Munthe, 91, frail, spade-bearded Swedish physician (onetime patients: Sweden's King Gustaf V and Queen Victoria) who sought a cure for his insomnia by writing a book which turned out to be the internationally best-selling The Story of San Michele (named for his house on the Isle of Capri); in Stockholm's Royal Palace, where he had been a house guest since 1943. Munthe's gossipy autobiography earned $500,000, which he gave to charity for the establishment of wildlife refuges and a bird sanctuary on his beloved Capri...
...study, and around midnight had told the valet to go to bed, that he was going for a short walk. That was the last any of the servants saw of their reserved, austere employer that night. It was not unusual for Welles to take late walks; he had insomnia. His doctor said that he had been troubled with heart disease ever since he had had a heart attack 18 years ago. Lately he had been deeply upset by the death of Laurence Duggan, who had been his protégé and a close friend...