Word: successful
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...oneself is the worst policy. The play's hero: Lord Claverton, an aged, retired Cabinet minister who idly fingers the empty pages of his once-crowded engagement book. Two unwelcome visitors from the past destroy the sand castle of his memories-precarious memories of what was essentially bogus success. Visitor No. 1 is a moneyed spiv from Central America who shared in a disreputable episode of Claverton's youth. Visitor No. 2 is Maisie Mont joy (now respectably renamed Mrs. Carghill), a onetime chorus girl whom the young Claverton seduced; in true Victorian melodramatic fashion, Claverton...
...roar farther and faster, rockets need a super-fuel with more bounce to the ounce. Most such concoctions are too volatile to handle. Last week Bell Aircraft announced success in taming one of them-liquid fluorine-which might boost rocket-payloads 70%. That would be enough to orbit U.S. satellites considerably bigger than Russia's very heavy Sputnik...
...Goddess. Playwright Paddy Chayefsky and Actress Kim Stanley delivering a roaring diatribe against the Bitch Goddess, Success, at a pace that is sometimes slow, but in a tone that is marvelously Swift (TIME, July...
...people of John Cheever's stories dwell among the shifting symbols of success, where the status is very seldom quo. Most of them live in Manhattan or commute to its skyscraper hives, for that is where the honey is. But somehow their lives, loves and labors leave the cuprous taste of pennies in their mouths; the middle-income bracket is their social vise. Few writers have probed the masked anxieties of the "have-not-enoughs" with the skill and authority of John (The Wapshot Chronicle) Cheever, 46. After Marquand, he is the ablest chronicler of the interior life...
...Goddess. Playwright Paddy Chayefsky and Actress Kim Stanley delivering a roaring diatribe against the Bitch Goddess, Success, at a pace that is sometimes slow, but in a tone that is marvelously Swift (TIME, July...