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There are lips in pistol And mist in times, Cats in crystal, And mice in chimes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: JAMES THURBER | 11/10/1961 | See Source »

Shreds of morning mist drifted across Moscow as the first groups of delegates arrived in Red Square for the opening of the 22nd Communist Party. Congress. On one side, sunlight touched the golden onion-domes of the Kremlin's 15th and 16th century churches. On the other, it flashed from the glass-walled, modernistic Palace of the Congresses, where fluttered the red flags of the 15 "republics" of the Soviet Union...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Communists: One-Third of the Earth | 10/27/1961 | See Source »

...with word of Chancellor Konrad Adenauer's setback in West Germany. Then came the news of Dag Hammarskjold's death. The next day, Secretary of State Dean Rusk and Soviet Foreign Minister Andrei Gromyko began their cautious, first-round sparring about Berlin. Across the U.S., like malevolent mist, drifted the fallout from the Russian nuclear test shots, which by week's end had reached...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Presidency: Cares & Crises | 9/29/1961 | See Source »

...each week is always amply stocked with refreshments-for Susskind is a genial host who wants everybody to be relaxed. Sometimes, indeed, the guests have become too relaxed. There was the memorable evening last winter when the London Observer's Patrick O'Donovan dissolved in an Irish mist; he caused such a stir with his groans, hiccups and toasts that Susskind had him removed from view during a hasty message from the sponsor. Then there was the night when good old reliable Brendan Behan cut loose with a rendition of the largely unquotable song, Lady Chatterley...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Television: To the Table Down at David's | 9/22/1961 | See Source »

...long. When at her best, Vieira da Silva can tease the eye unmercifully: it no sooner comes to rest than it is swept along another line, is caught up in another crisscross, drops into another patchwork, crashes into some delicate grating, is sucked up again into a screen of mist. The lines do not define space; they create it. And in a good Vieira da Silva painting, the space can be infinite...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Painter of Space | 9/22/1961 | See Source »

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