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GOETHE, by Richard Friedenthal. This first biography in more than 20 years looks at the human side of the great German writer. Though sometimes merciless in dissecting Goethe's follies, Friedenthal succeeds in showing how his strengths and vagaries combined to provide the works of consummate imagination that rank Goethe with Shakespeare and Dante...
Foolishly, or perhaps delirious in the 140°F. heat, they changed into the bathing suits they had hoped to use to paddle in the salt pools at Siwa, thus exposing their skins to the merciless sun and permitting precious moisture to be quickly evaporated from their bodies. Gudrun snapped the group again, as they drained their few remaining drops of water from plastic containers. Then they split up, Rimm and Hauser staying by the bus, Wanderscheck and the Bohms setting out for help. They staggered 35 miles before dying of thirst and exposure...
...Craig Flager, 6-4, 9-7. Harvard swept the rest of the matches with relative ease: Live Kileff (three) blitzed Mark Green, 6-1, 6-2: Captain Dean Peckham (four) momentarily lost concentration against Bill Swift, and then bashed him in three sets, 6-2, 3-6, 6-1; merciless Richie Friedman (five) wiped Joe Friedman, 6-2, 6-1: Terry Robinson (six) downed John Nerenberg...
...Dessalines died by an assassin's bullet within three years. His successor, Henri Christophe, cared little for charters?black or white. He proclaimed himself King, set up a ludicrous aristocracy (including such titles as the Duke of Marmelade and Count of Limonade), and ruled as a merciless despot until 1820, when his officers revolted, and he committed suicide by firing a silver bullet into his brain...
These disturbing fables might have as their epigraph the theme of Goya's nightmarish etching cycle, the Caprichos: "The sleep of reason produces monsters." With merciless humor, Goya gave the forms of grotesque man-beasts to 18th century hypocrisies. Jakov Lind, writing cheerily of cannibals and cripples in Nazi Germany, imprisons the reader in sweaty dreams of guilt. The guilt is not merely German. Lind's force lies in his ability to suggest that the sleep of reason in this century produced not only monsters but a monstrous complicity-a pact signed and mutually witnessed by murderers, accessories...