Word: sadnesses
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Words is a literary production in which Sartre plays with words about what it must be like to be a child with a fifty-nine-year-old's perspective. It is an incredibly beautiful production, as great an autobiography as any written in this century. Yet there is something sad about the creativity. It is sad because this mild cynic wished above all to grip naked reality. He ends up with new fantasies between his hands, fantasies that rushed in to take the place of vulgar illusions the existentialists hoped to strip away...
...imprint of burlap, which left his witty compositions wearing a woven look. This time he leaves out the bronze, just drapes the burlap over aluminum tubing frames. The gawkish, gangling figures-some of them ceiling-tall-would be funny sacks indeed if they didn't look so sad. Through...
...same time if I had put butter on the table he wouldn't have touched it. This is foolishness, of course. A normal person doesn't get irritated by things like that." At one point, Marina was thinking of returning alone to Russia. "He was very sad and upset. He was sitting and writing something in his notebook. I asked him what he was writing and he said, 'It would be better if I go with you.' Then he went into the kitchen and he sat there in the dark, and when I came...
...Chateau. In San Francisco, as elsewhere, elegance is the order of the day. Mrs. John Rosekrans Jr. welcomes it, even though her own life has never been much different ("Except," she admits, "for the war, when people were reluctant to display wealth, it being, after all, such a very sad time"). As with most of the Bay area's elite, Mrs. Rosekrans is devoted to the at-home dinner party, points with pride to the increased use of fish knives and finger bowls as table appointments. For clothes, she depends on Balenciaga and Simonetta & Fabiani for staples (gathered...
...history takes stage center as Bitos actually becomes Robespierre. There are tableaux of the boy being caned by a Jesuit schoolmaster for his stiff-necked pride, of Robespierre as a humorless young parliamentary Stalin outraging the more moderate Mirabeau ("You've taught me a very sad thing, which is that the Revolution could be a bore"), of Robespierre dictating new decrees of death in a last mad spasm of guillotine-hungry power...