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...that Italians gossip in their churches, kiss behind a pillar, spit in the aisles . . . wheel a bicycle in one door and out another. These observers are equally shocked by the sight of unshaven friars with faces like pirates, begging nuns in the capital of Christendom, gaudy and grubby dolls, tinsel bambinos, baby Virgins and the like in lovely quattrocento churches cheek by jowl with exquisite sculpture; and when I say that I find these bambinos both horrible and funny, even this will probably shock; as if religion were not sometimes so funny that one must laugh at it with...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Beauty & the Beast | 5/8/1950 | See Source »

...take it, don't go to Italy at all; stop off only at museum pieces such as Belgium's Bruges-"a lovely stuffed bird." If, on the other hand, your stomach is strong enough to take the parfumerie with the campanile, the tinsel bambino with the David of Michelangelo, the abysmal filth with the supreme sunlight-then make your pilgrimage to the cities of Italy, remembering always the words of a loth Century Irish bard...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Beauty & the Beast | 5/8/1950 | See Source »

...another Briggs room, a mouse climbs up and down the window curtain at will, taking tinsel from a plant pot for its nest. "We're afraid its pregnant," stated the occupants...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Rodents Romp at Radcliffe, Blithely Invite Eradication | 4/13/1950 | See Source »

...want to do people," Mussorgsky wrote a friend-"big, without any paint or tinsel." Among the paint & tinsel he avoided were the fripperies of Italian and French opera with their wooden recitatives and stagy arias, and the prettied-up harmonies of such fellow Russians as Tchaikovsky. In Khovanchina, Mussorgsky came very close to his ideal of realistic singing speech...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Blood-Warm | 2/27/1950 | See Source »

...steps before he heard the singing from Appleton, faint through window and curtain, dropping back to him from the library's front. He stood a moment, hearing the whole church catch up a hymn and call back to the choir. There was no money here, no colored lights, no tinsel; Vag had the Yard to himself for a time, alone with leafless trees and space and darkness...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE VAGABOND | 12/20/1949 | See Source »

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