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...Denver reporter, who had not seen Gary Hart for weeks, thought he looked terrible-haggard, pale, tapped...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Facing the Fatigue Factor | 4/23/1984 | See Source »

...some inchoate manner for mankind, that abstraction imprisoned on "the crazy ball flying through space which if you care or have to think of it is an enormity verging on, no, surpassing outrage." At this level of ambition, The Paper Men invites unfortunate comparisons with Vladimir Nabokov's Pale Fire, the best and funniest work yet on the usurpation of a creative mind. Golding's book cannot match the Nabokovian magic; it is a random collection of jigsaw pieces jumbled together from different puzzles. -By Paul Gray...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Mutters of Life and Death | 4/9/1984 | See Source »

...from political reporters. When a TV correspondent suggested that Hart counter Mondale's "Where's the beef?" line by displaying his book A New Democracy between buns, Hart produced a "bookburger" at the very next stop. When another correspondent complained that Hart's neckties were too pale for TV and suggested he "wear red," the candidate began sprouting red ties...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Testing the Front-Runner Jinx | 4/2/1984 | See Source »

...controlled by proven, committed, highly intelligent and resourceful men, who it they achieve what they've set out to do will appear as the voices of strength and reason in a world gone mad. They'll control that world--our world--because all other options will pale beside their stability...

Author: By Victoria G.T. Bassetti, | Title: Same Old Ludlum | 3/22/1984 | See Source »

...life, Andropov was a figure far removed from the world of average Soviets. The tears of distraught family members made him seem more human in death. Before the lid could be closed on Andropov's coffin, his wife bent to kiss his pale forehead. She tenderly caressed his sparse hair and then kissed him again. She had behaved at that moment of grief as any Russian woman would. For many Soviets witnessing the scene on their television screens, that moving glimpse of private pain seemed to cut through the hundreds of thousands of words that spewed forth in official obituaries...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Konstantin Ustinovich Chernenko: Moving to Center Stage | 2/27/1984 | See Source »

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