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...doesn't stop there. Cavett claims that he also draws a good share of night watchmen with insomnia. Just two weeks ago, he brags, a letter poured...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Programming: Yuk Among the Yaks | 3/22/1968 | See Source »

...testimony, cold as a coot, though she plied herself with aphrodisiacs of hot chocolate laced with vanilla, truffles and celery soup. She spent most of her energies keeping official appointments and answering as many as 60 letters a day. Her rewards were the unglamorous ailments of the busy executive-insomnia, headaches, poor digestion-none of which responded to the usual bad medical advice of the times: run around the room and lift weights. Style could hardly look more inglorious...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Death of a Style | 3/1/1968 | See Source »

...many heroes at the 1968 Win ter Olympics, the man who stands above all is a moody, onetime consumptive who complains of a nervous stomach and insomnia, and likes to talk in par ables. "When I was a child," says Jean-Claude Killy, 24, who last week swept three gold medals in Alpine skiing, "I had a friend named Gérard d'Agallier...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Olympics: King Killy | 2/23/1968 | See Source »

Karl Marx labored single-mindedly for 15 years to produce his monumental Das Kapital, and all the while he was in pain. He suffered from an enlarged liver, hemorrhoids, recurrent eye infections, insomnia and boils. But Marx's bitter prophecy that the bourgeoisie would "have cause to remember my carbuncles" hardly applies today. Last week, on the 100th anniversary of the publication in Hamburg of the first, and most important, volume of Das Kapital, the only people who seemed to be in agony over Marx's ideas were his own Communist heirs...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Historical Notes: Cursing the Carbuncles | 9/22/1967 | See Source »

Next morning Jennifer awoke refreshed and radiantly ready for another day of drudgery in the tinsel mines. Show business was her life, but it was a life that ran a girl ragged. The little red dolls were just what the doctor ordered for her insomnia, and so the next night she took another one to bed with her, and the night after that another. Within a year she was up to three, four, five a night. Sometimes she threw in a couple of yellow dolls, just to make sure, and in the morning she swallowed a green doll to wake...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Dirty Book of the Month | 4/22/1966 | See Source »

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