Word: parisian
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...copy. They may be fat and ugly themselves, making it impossible for them to take original roles." It was a foolish argument, for which Actor Hubert had a prompt answer. "Is Paula Dehelly fat and ugly?" he cried of the svelte little player (see cut) whom many a Parisian had applauded on stage & screen in her own right. "I put it to you, is she fat and ugly? Piece of a rotten turnip...
...Papa," said the boy Leon Blum, "how dare you sell your ware for more money than you paid for it?" There is no record of Papa Blum's answer; of Alsatian Jewish stock, a Parisian merchant in the reign of Napoleon III, he went right on selling laces and ribbons for a tidy profit. But son Leon rebelled against what he later called the dishonesty and decay of bourgeois capitalism...
After the war he settled in a tumble-down villa in a Parisian suburb where to him, as always, the world still seemed as mysterious and insubstantial as that of his paintings. When visitors came he would point to the tangled grass and thickets which surrounded the house and mutter: "I have never explored this land. There must be savage beasts in there." Like the figures in his paintings he was hard to pin down. "It troubles me to talk about my painting," he says. "My mother used to tell me, 'Of God, sprich nicht...
Nineteen years ago. when Vladimir Golschmann first picked up the baton of the St. Louis Symphony Orchestra, he hardly seemed the man St. Louisans would choose for a permanent conductor. He was Parisian to his tapering fingertips; St. Louis was used to a rich German accent in its music. In Paris, Golschmann had been a champion of the upstart modernists known as the French Six.* hardly a recommendation for a post in a city devoted to Mozart, Wagner and Brahms...
Legrand, 56, does not seem the sort of man to drift about the desert on a camel. Dapper and urbane, he sports a neatly clipped little mustache and a lavender-scented breast-pocket handkerchief, confesses an abiding love for good Parisian food and old brandy. But he loves Morocco more and, except for annual business trips to Paris, plans to stay there. "There are two kinds of time," he explains, "European and African. In Europe you count time by the year; in Africa you count it by thousands of years. The land and the people of Morocco are primitive...