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...kindness." Yeh soon had all her clothes taken off. Chou refused to shed his clothes, whereupon Yang and his soldiers cut his belt in two with a scythe and laughed heartily. Yeh used a handkerchief to cover the lower part of her body. When the victims began to shiver with the cold, Yang cried out: "You can warm up by running around the basketball court once!" [Yang was later arrested and tried for "foolish, ridiculous actions...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Nude on the Basketball Court, and Other Chinese Stories | 4/1/1966 | See Source »

...father of causing the tragic result. I, for one, can't figure out how he, as a newcomer on the scene, can make such an accusation. Papatakis presents these events with an absolute minimum of sentimentality; it's just the ugly, brutal story, starkly told, designed to make us shiver...

Author: By Daniel J. Singal, | Title: Les Abysses | 2/23/1966 | See Source »

...Kodaly, but especially in a contrapuntal section which was sung simultaneously to an eerie "quaesumus subveni" chant in the full chorus. Soprano Sandra Jarrett ended the Te Deum with a lyrical solo that went up to a high A. Her tone was so beautiful that it made me shiver...

Author: By Thomas C. Horne, | Title: HRO, HGC, and Radcliffe Choral Society | 12/13/1965 | See Source »

Social change has even managed to shiver-if not shatter-India's long-frozen caste system. Low-caste village scavengers-who under Hindu tradition skinned dead livestock to sell the hides -now find less messy jobs. Hide merchants from the cities are forced to send out trucks with their own men to do the dirty work. Higher up the caste ladder, India faces a servant problem even more perplexing than that in the West (TIME, July 9). The punkah wallahs of the past are no longer willing to turn the fans in stifling offices; they have been replaced...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: India: Pride & Reality | 8/13/1965 | See Source »

...maybe Norman has taken me in with his book, with his mophead bragadoccio, with his bullying megalomania, with his shouting, roaring "Look at me! Look at ME!" O.K., I say, I'll stand there and shiver with him rather than step out into the crowd and point, and laugh, or look a bit bemused and tut-tut to my neighbor. Because some big gas is building up in Mailer's chest, straining against his rib cage, straining to explode out any orifice into a dazzling fireworks of vision, or prophecy, or whatever those fireworks are that naked writers with gaseous...

Author: By Jacob R. Brackman, | Title: Mailer's Violent Dream: Murder, Sex, Madness | 4/15/1965 | See Source »

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