Word: truths
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...close friend and top-rank follower of Radical Socialist Leader Pierre Mendeès-France, Servan-Schreiber is also open to the charge of politicking. But Servan-Schreiber reports that more than 100 French army officers and soldiers have written to him, offering to testify to the truth of his articles...
...perform its duties with entire independence," said the London Times in 1852, "the press can enter into no close or binding alliances with the statesmen of the day. The duty of the journalist is the same as that of the historian-to seek out the truth, above all things, and to present to his readers not such things as statecraft would wish them to know but the truth as near as he can attain it." While U.S. and British newspapers today have more readers than ever in history, many observers on both sides of the Atlantic share a mounting conviction...
...herself a reporter and novelist (Lament for Four Virgins), has told her story with literary skill, and much of it will hit home to readers who neither knew nor cared about Charlie Wertenbaker-the anxious visits to doctors, the peering at X rays, the struggle to live with the truth, the flight from France, where the Wertenbakers lived, to New York for an exploratory operation, the futilities of hospital routine in the face of a dead certainty. The operation only confirmed the death sentence and, unwilling to live as "less than a whole man," Wertenbaker collected a large supply...
...conclusion, however, is a very sensible one. Damon becomes a Christian; "It's the myth that counts . . . Truth, what it is but our meanings housed in myths." "If there was no such man as Jesus there should have been." Christianity is the greatest of all poems, much of human history going into the making. Fisher believes the problem to be eternal, basic to the nature of man. The novel ends with Damon's son deciding, "For this was a man's quest, this search for God. He suspected that the time would come, someday, when he would have to rise...
This is a brilliantly written first novel, vastly (and sometimes sadly) amusing. So far, Author John Cheever, 44, has been content for a quarter-century to write excellent short stories, most of them about New Yorkers whose fears, despairs and inadequacies assail them in weary moments of truth. But now he has tackled the Wapshots, infinitely bigger game demanding stronger writers' weapons. Cheever has them...