Word: sleeps
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...downtown, Italo Luder sat forlornly in his office, shaking his head in disbelief. Luder's supporters, expecting a night of partying, instead drifted quietly out of the building. Finally, at 5:45 a.m., the perplexed Luder emerged from his office, not to concede but to go home for sleep. Said he, wearily: "The counting is not complete...
...resume to attract and hold a woman deserves whomever he gets. Institutions like Harvard abound with individuals who are capable of analyzing government and literature, or diagnosing the ills of an entire marketplace. While being unable to read the underlying emotions of the person with whom they ear, sleep, and talk on a regular basis. A man afflicted with an intellect which comes to life only for academic or professional audiences, while personal subtleties glide past, is telling women that his real concern lies in being seen, understood, and accepted--not in seeing, understanding, and accepting. A woman who enjoys...
Something for nothing, ironically, is what Kunen presumably got for this, his third book. The issues Kunen alludes to in his rambling and sleep-inducing narrative imply certain important questions and he shows one of many ways not to answer them. He solemnly quotes Adams saying "Better that Many Guilty Shall Go Free Than One Innocent Should Suffer" which sounds fine the first twenty times one hears it in third grade American History, but rapidly declines in enchantment value from then on. Inevitably the problems with justice in the streets will be debated nationally and will hopefully receive the full...
...with his prize, first learned of the award in a 3:45 a.m. telephone call from a New York radio news reporter. An ensuing flurry of calls from friends, colleagues and other journalists kept Debreu and his wife Françoise from any thought of returning to sleep. Hours later, the former French army officer was posing for pictures and answering questions while padding about his living room in a red silk robe and navy-blue pajamas. By the following night, however, Debreu had learned his lesson. Asked whether he had managed to sleep well following his recognition, Debreu replied...
...member went so far as to say, "The idea of the initiation isn't to get everybody drunk," the pressure was certainly there. From Ippolito's promise to the legends of other wild initiations, participants must have showed up at the clubhouse on Mt. Auburn St. expecting to sleep through their first class the next day. When sober members are repeatedly pressing glasses of whiskey or garden hoses of beer for immediate consumption, it must be difficult to decline...