Word: paines
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Some advances on the frontiers of medicine as reported last week to the A.M.A.: ¶Anesthesia for major surgery is usually a complex procedure to kill pain, induce sleep and relax the muscles, and needs half a dozen chemicals. From the Brooklyn VA Hospital, Drs. Henry I. Lipson and Henry R. Bradford reported that they can achieve all three results more simply by giving a narcotic, alpha-prodine, in combination with a narcotic antagonist to cut down the danger of arresting the breathing mechanism. In 78 cases of major surgery (including 22 in the abdomen, 5 in the heart...
...risk it for than this?" Others, like Fetter Moen, an Oslo insurance man who, at 43, found him self under the steel whips of the Gestapo, said the simple truth. In pinpricks on a roll of paper, Moen wrote: "Was interrogated twice. Was whipped . . . Am terribly afraid of pain. But no fear of death...
...will not be restrained. I shall weep unashamedly, for I know the future is black. For all of us, the prospects of summer and fall, 1956, have more threat than promise. In several weeks or months, the majority of us will be in one of three forms of inexpressible pain...
...been diverted from social concerns by concentrating on form. Wether or not prosperity is the mistress of aestheticism, both seem to have won the day. In America's greatest contemporary school of art, abstract expressionism, de Kooning looms as a demi-god to the disenchanted because some idea of pain and depth, some recognition of the essential difficulty of life, emerges from his struggle with form...
Victor Hugo was born (1802) to lead, and France still groans under his leadership. Asked who is France's greatest poet, Andre Gide made a famed reply: "Victor Hugo, alas!" His answer sums up precisely the pain and resentment still felt by many Frenchmen when they bow the knee to the man who wrote an end to the old traditions. In this excellent biography, Andre Maurois explains why. Subtlety, precision, restraint are French gods, but enthroned above them all sits the immortal Hugo, passionate antithesis of subtlety, precision and restraint...