Word: lightly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...equally good at acting and speaking words. It is Shakespeare the magician with language who bulks largest in the recital, and Gielgud has his own touch of magic, not from any magnificence of voice or roll of theatrical thunder, but from a projection of feeling, a rush of psychological light. Moving from Youth through Manhood to Old Age, he plays many parts. Few will complain that he includes a host of warhorses-Hamlet's best soliloquies, Mercutio's Queen Mab speech, an abdicating Richard II, a sleepless Henry IV, a dying Lear and John of Gaunt...
Buffoon or not, Shima has a lot to explain. On Oct. 25, 1944, the second day of the historic sea fight, Shima steamed toward Surigao Strait, south of Leyte Gulf, with two heavy cruisers, a light cruiser and four destroyers, still distant from the main battle. He hoped to reach Leyte Gulf in time to harass U.S. landing forces there, but his entire contribution to the battle, as Historian Morison observes, was to ram his flagship into a crippled heavy cruiser of another Japanese force, after firing 16 torpedoes at two islands he mistook for U.S. ships...
...Walla Walla, Wash., just eight years after a genial Quaker named Charles A. Coffin merged two electrical firms to found General Electric. Cordiner went to small Whitman College, where he worked his way through school by doing odd jobs and selling wooden-paddle washing machines for the Pacific Power & Light Co. He went to work for Pacific Power after graduation, became such a star salesman that he was soon lured away by the Edison General Electric Appliance Co. Edison was a subsidiary of General Electric, then under its third president, brilliant, public-minded Gerard Swope, who kept the company reins...
...poolroom at 9 a.m. can seem like a "large church." But Eddie only knows the stale cigar and cigarette smoke, the massiveness of mahogany tables squatting impersonally, the lone hustler practicing shots. Hours may pass in a close game when the only life the hustler sees consists of shaded light on the brushed green cloth, the movement of balls elegantly cued, the sensuous dropping of globes into pockets. When it is over, win or lose, he wanders out into the streets that are usually slummy and unfriendly and back to a hotel room whose look and cost closely reflect...
Lady L., by Romain Gary. A slim blade of a novel, light and flashing, which slips easily in and out of the worlds of Edwardian fashion, Paris slums and political anarchism, slicing surely at the solemn pretensions of those who love humanity more than they love their fellow...