Word: musee
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...allies. You see, there were other people who didn't like Henry James. Those People who hang around Schoenhof's in the daytime and well-lit Wigg windows at night (in this sublimating summer age), who scrawl bits of free verse on toilet paper tissue and pursue the Muse enthusiastically. Like the grimy fellow who whispered over his Haffenreffer malt liquor: "How could James know about life? You heard about the bicycle accident he had when he was young? Well...
...pedestrian centuries, beneath the bright flags, toting a bag of legends and singing the old songs. I have been Homer's eyes. I suggested Mephistopheles. They say--with some salt to be sure--that I pinched Beatrice and Dante merely followed her flight to comfort. I am the Muse, the Artist, or if you will, the Human Venture. You may think my costume outlandish and my demeanor strange; but that is your fault, not mine. I have endured...
...allies. You see, there were other people who didn't like Henry James. Those People who hang around Schoenhof's in the day-time and well-lit Wigg windows at night (in this sublimating summer age), who scrawl bits of free verse on toilet paper tissue and pursue the Muse enthusiastically. Like the grimy fellow who whispered over his Haffenreffer malt liquor: "How could James know about life? You heard about the bicycle accident he had when he was young? Well...
...Highroad; Columbia) is that most unexpected and moving utterance of the commercial muse: a true myth. Set down with crude force by Jan de Hartog in Book I of his 1952 novel, The Distant Shore, the myth has been clarified and rationalized with a masterly sense of symbolic logic by Scriptwriter-Producer Carl (High Noon) Foreman and Director Carol (Trapeze) Reed. On the surface, the film seems little different from a hundred other stories of men in war and women in love-except perhaps in the finesse of the witty and suspenseful writing and editing. But just beneath the surface...
...atmosphere of the sea is rather somber, a deep mystical green, like a dark cathedral. In tropical waters the colors are overwhelming, like a gaudy festival." Swanson has discovered that underwater one can work over, around and sometimes under the subject matter. "The problems,'' he likes to muse, ''may be comparable to those man will have when he begins to draw in outer space...