Word: soulfulness
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...watching their chins and brows. Next Marsha and Myrna played Greensleeves. Then Mary Rathman, a seriously accomplished pianist and mother of eight children, played a Debussy prelude and two Chopin etudes. Her hands flew. Lois Crabtree and Chris McClue played a rhapsody, Heaven Came Down and Glory Filled My Soul. Charlie Hinch had a rough start on The Oak Grove and said out loud, "I need a drink of whiskey." He got the feel of it at last, but when he came to Brahm's Lullaby, he froze. "Marge!" he begged, and she appeared from the kitchen and placed...
Every artist undresses his subject, whether human or still life. It is his business to find essences in surfaces, and what more attractive and challenging surface than the skin around a soul? No proof of cupidity there. This, at least, was the feeling of Wyeth's fiercely protective neighbors in Chadds Ford as they were besieged by reporters last week. The locals understand the artist-model relationship, and they figure they know Andy Wyeth. So dismissive are they of any charge of infidelity that they are willing to entertain -- and be entertained by -- the possibility of a Wyeth scam. "This...
Bonafini, a large woman of tremendous inner strength and rigid convictions, lost both her sons within 10 months of each other in 1977. She, like so many others, turned to the mothers organization, which allowed her to pour her heart and soul into the quest for justice and posthumous vindication of her children. It also gave these women a support group, a voice, a way of forgetting loneliness while forcing Argentina to acknowledge, then remember, the horror. The mothers carried their despair to Pope John Paul II and to political leaders worldwide; they became the focus of a couple...
...something not well attuned as yet." This collection of letters and miscellaneous pieces would certainly strike Saint- Exupery as unpolished and riddled with contradictions and inconsistencies. It is all of that and something more: an urgent journal, composed haphazardly and under pressure, of a world in turmoil and a soul in torment...
...Fear Eats Soul Tues...