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...native Budapest for 22 years (until 1918), chipper, monocled Molnar Was sometimes called the "Hungarian Moliere." A Jew, he fled the Nazis in 1940, became a U.S. citizen. Recently, Communist-dominated Hungary labeled him a "western imperialist," banned his books, although Molnar avoided social and political comment and strove only for sophisticated entertainment. The successful playwright, he once said, must do "some swindling . . . Sometimes it is just cheating your conscience or compromising your values, but it is swindling, nevertheless...
Between those millstones, the character of Eleanor Roosevelt was slowly shaped. She strove with almost panicky dutifulness to be a good mother and a helpful and understanding wife. Doggedly, despite shyness, awkwardness and naivete, she also strove, as the decades passed, to break out into a world...
...election was a great personal triumph for vibrant Prime Minister Nehru. In 18,056 miles of campaigning and 720 speeches, he baldly confronted the holy men and nobles in their home grounds, and strove mightily to break their hold on the minds of India's teeming millions. He also worked hard to keep his dream for India unsullied by political trafficking. Confronted with dissatisfaction over the squabbling and nepotism within his own sprawling Congress Party and with growing discontent over the worst agricultural conditions in a century, Nehru might have made things easier for himself by a step obvious...
Though he had been hailed as the Liberator, he found himself deep in debt, abused by his compatriots, branded by his country's Congress as "an enemy of Venezuela." He died feeling that he was a failure. Writes Author Frank: "Bolivar strove to be Moses, Madison and Jefferson to a people not yet mature enough to produce them: this was his greatness and his tragedy." Part of this greatness was his clearheaded realization of how he had failed. Wrote Bolivar: "It will be said that I freed the New World, but it will not be said that I achieved...
...with a Damascus blade. And there, jam-bang in the middle of it all, awaiting her true knight, sits the "only one who mattered ... to me ... with a clear skin she had no need to paint, blue eyes shining with mischief, and bright hair, in which gold strove with auburn, rippling out from, under her coif." The name's Yvette...